It seems like all it ever does is rain now. Every. Single. Day… I’m not kidding.
The only shoes I can wear at home now are wellies or flip flops, and occasionally swim-fins, but only when I have to put on my wet suit to get to the mailbox.
I’m dead certain I even saw fish gills growing under the wings of one of my chickens the other day. I may be exaggerating with all of this ‘water talk” a tiny bit, but not by much.
I can’t even imagine what the creek running through the back of my property looks like now. I bet it could give the Nile river some competition.
The garden is on hold. An absolute disaster, under water. No planting anything more in it, for now… Besides, I think that might be rice growing in there now among the tomatoes. I should definitely be growing rice.
The tomato plants look extremely sad. I think they’re dying.
The dogs are sad too. They desperately want out of the house, to be in the great outdoors. You know, to frolick, like dogs should do.
Unfortunately I don’t have a kayak, so they’re all screwed.
All kidding aside, the pumpkins and blueberries are trying to grow. This gives me some hope, although the pumpkins will likely get Blight from all the moisture.
The bees are pissed off, sad and miserable as well. Bees don’t like to be wet and chilly. Neither do I.
All this shit-weather is seriously ridiculous. Now if you’ll please excuse me, I need to go let the horses out for a swim and then shop for house boats. ~A
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