More Humid
Even a brief rain this morning, enough to wet the ground.
UPDATE! It is pouring with rain! Raining stair rods. Earlier today I watched the radar show two huge swaths of precipitation move our way, only to split and leave us with a shower. A big patch, about the size of France, went south. And a bigger patch went north.
But then, this evening, as I wast lighting the grill, Sue showed me another big blob heading right for the Island, with a precip forecast of 100%. I did some quick calculation and came up with a probability of 8.567%. But, by golly, as I was flipping burgers, some drops began to fall, and it has been raining nicely ever since.
I even got to wear my raincoat. It's not that I am worried about the water level, it's just that I fear the weird things climate change can do. (Think India.) And I was beginning to worry about the forest (ala Fort McMurray), and the farmers (market tomorrow in Gore Bay), and the poor little peas in my garden.
This evening's rain cancels all my worries. Planting tomatoes and beans tomorrow. Maybe even seeing of the mower will start—might have to trim the scraggly sward over the septic system.