After an extremely mild winter that had the local weatherpersons yelping “drought!” it has been raining and raining and raining. Puddles are turning into small lakes in the streets and in my backyard. The chickens huddle together underneath the big pine tree, which is the only tree in the yard that has a dry spot under it. I hope they don’t mold like everything else around here does.

Poop. It’s the kind of rain that makes you want to stay in the house and just sleep the day away. Our friends who don’t have kids did exactly that today. Lucky bastards.