I love rain. I cannot stress enough that I love the sound that rain makes on the metal roof. I love the smell of wet cement, and I love splashing in puddles with my rainboots. I wish that it rains every day, and now, it rains every day. Every minute basically. The goat’s area has a little slope in the ground, so the rain has been building up, and it’s created a decent sized pond now. The rain’s also been getting into the goat’s trailer, so the food buckets have to be cleaned up whenever the food goes in. Daddy’s installed two red awnings over the ramp, and he’s going to have to put up about five more to cover up the whole thing. We’ve also moved the layers into a hoophouse to keep them warmer and so that they can scratch up all the weeds that have miraculously roted themselves in there. I went outside right after it stopped raining yesterday, and this huge rainbow that stretched across the hills disappeared as soon as it appeared. There has also been a good amount of fog layering itself over everything. It’s really dark here, and as we speak, I am literally using a candle for light. (Yes, I am aware that electricity is and option too) The car is getting itself a wash of a lifetime.
