The Not-So-Dry Salvages
Jun. 4th, 2012 09:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
In other news, I dug my finger into the vegetable bed yesterday morning, and was a little appalled how dry the soil was. I've been watering once or twice a day, but none the less.
Okay, lesson learned. Half of yesterday I had the sprinkler going, giving everything a thorough soak while I lay mostly on the sofa feeling ill and making comfort foods (bread and beef hash - both of which can mostly be accomplished by lying on the sofa, I find).
Wakeful overnight, I heard the strangest sound. My English soul wanted to call it rain, but don't be ridiculous, soul, said I. This is California, it's almost summer, June. That isn't rain.
Got up this morning? To heavy grey overhead and damp underfoot. Rain it was, then. Where I lead, Providence follows...
Okay, lesson learned. Half of yesterday I had the sprinkler going, giving everything a thorough soak while I lay mostly on the sofa feeling ill and making comfort foods (bread and beef hash - both of which can mostly be accomplished by lying on the sofa, I find).
Wakeful overnight, I heard the strangest sound. My English soul wanted to call it rain, but don't be ridiculous, soul, said I. This is California, it's almost summer, June. That isn't rain.
Got up this morning? To heavy grey overhead and damp underfoot. Rain it was, then. Where I lead, Providence follows...
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Date: 2012-06-05 04:18 pm (UTC)