Being from England, I never would have thought I could get excited about rain. But with all the drought we've been having down here in Texas, any downpour, however brief, is a thing to be cherished.
I watched the clouds rolling in all Saturday afternoon, but we didn't get any rain then. But when I woke up Sunday morning I found it was gently raining. I went out and fed the birds anyway, sprinkling the seed along the top of the wall and the fence and the birds soon swooped in for breakfast.
Their feast was interrupted because 30 minutes later, the heavens really opened and it poured for an almost an hour and the birds all took cover somewhere.
And then the rain stopped, the sun tried to break through, the birds returned and the rest of the day was spent very pleasantly pottering about in the garden, and over at the stables with the horses.
That's my kind of weekend:-)
Words and photographs by Jayne Wilson, Green and Serene, Jayne's Country Garden.
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We had just a quarter of an inch of rain on Sunday, but just after dark tonight, I heard rain on the roof again. Another quarter of an inch would be most appreciated.
I felt the same way about the rain. It was wonderful. We got over an inch and the garden lapped it up. Bluebonnets have germinated.
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