Me and Miz Anne been out doing the Happy Dance in the rain. I would estimate we're getting about a half-inch an hour right now and it's been raining steady since about 0430 this morning. Everything is greening and plumping up and the plants look happy again. There's something about rain that makes them grow better than irrigation water. Maybe it's the nutrients dissolved in the rain, or the acids, whatever it's good. Miss Sleepy Dawg doesn't care much for the rain, to close to being a bath for her. It was funny watching her try to hang her butt off the carport slab and still stay dry while she piddled. She finally gave up and ran out under an oak tree where the rain wasn't falling so hard. Came back and begged to be dried off, only dog we ever had who didn't like bathing. I hope those of you who need rain are getting it and those who don't aren't. We're reveling in it. Getting ready to take off for a friends house on the other side of town. He and I said we would sit nekkid on the lawn glider if it rained this weekend and Miz Anne and his wife are gathering up a crowd. I hope they like hairy, pot-bellied old men in the raw. George George