Is there anything more wonderful than waking up to the sound of rain? Or going to sleep to the sound of rain? Or watching rain fall hour after hour? Or startled chickens peering out at the rain from underneath their coop? Or dozey goats lifting an eyelid to see if it’s still raining? (it is!) The kids announce at intervals that the water is starting to puddle, that the front yard is awash, that they are just sure they can tell that the water in the pond is rising, and I just saw slow flapping white wings that may indicate that the Great Egret that used to visit our pond has not entirely forgotten us.
We are so very, very grateful.