We haven't had a decent rain in weeks. Saturday dawned overcast and the sky promised rain. I was not pleased, as I had many plans for work in the garden. I should have been over joyed because this rain would mean that I wouldn't have to drag hoses all over the yard, in an effort to keep it from drying up. All I could think about was how I wouldn't be able to create planters from the pallets, Bloodhound had brought home for me.
After completing a few loads of laundry and a few other chores, I settled into making some bread.
The sky grew darker and we got the promised shower.
Later when the storm had passed I captured this...
I think rainy days are good for bread making, and they are. Wee girl thinks that these days should be spent in a butterfly dress walking with a princess umbrella.
And evidently the kitty agrees.
Who knew?
