The most amazing thing happened in our parched Northern California valley: it’s called “rain.”
A gentle soaking rain with moments of sunshine peaking through the clouds…
which turned the garden electric.
“And now, hark at the rain,
Windless and light,
Half a kiss, half a tear,
Saying good-night.” ~ Edward Thomas, “Sowing”
Goodnight from wonderful, rain-drenched California.