the old man’s not snoring, but he is taking this rainy day off and laying in bed reading. The sound of rain on our tin roof is literally “music to our ears” after a terrible year of drought. A strange sound greeted me yesterday morning when Maggie, the Great Dane (and Great Dog), and I went out to feed sheep.
It was the sound of our waterfall! It’s been so long since we could hear it from our deck that it took a minute to recognize the welcome sound. With the rain comes mud – something else we haven’t seen in awhile. I will never complain about mud in the barnlot again and I cheerfully dug some drainage canals to help drain some of the water. Next week – gutters on the barn roof – and new barn boots! You don’t really notice the leaks in your wellies when it’s not raining.