Rain!

Yes! We finally had rain – a spectacular storm that blew through here with all the drama and enthusiasm we hoped for. That it didn’t drop all that much rain is disappointing but the cool wind, fresh smell and booming thunder did a lot to cover up that fact, and we were happy indeed.

And as it was blowing up, two little wanderers appeared in our yard – lost dogs who were very happy to find someone to talk to and sniff at. (Actually they first appeared in the yard next door where “Doc” was in our care while his dad, Ed, was on vacation. Since we had Doc’s garage door open part way, they went in to check out his food dish and so were still hanging around when we went out to investigate.) One of them had a tag with a phone number so we called, and Mark escorted them over to the fence across the street where their own “mom and dad” finally appeared in their truck to take them home to their farm.

And the wind blew, and it must have felt something like the Wizard of OZ to Mark, returning Toto to Dorothy. I hope it rains again soon.