After the rain, puddles. Ten inches of rain and puddles everywhere.
Large sculptural clouds move along, coming from the north until they get to just this precise point, right above the neighbor’s barn, were they dissipate. Large, great clouds from the north always dissipate at this very point. Is it were the cold air-mass from the Pacific meets the warmer air from the Channel? I don’t know, but it happens after every storm.
The taller plants in the garden got a beating from the wind, but overall, the garden looks greener and refreshed. It even seems that the plants grew significantly this week. I can now harvest the collard greens that I planted a little while back, remember? They are now ready for dinner.
I spent some time thinning carrots and turnips, but didn’t do much else. The soil is soaked, more rain is coming soon. Not a good time to dig holes, to plant. Nah… I’ll wait a bit. No sense in being impatient. I’ll wait.
