Just yesterday we were worrying about how dry it was and whether or not we needed to start pulling goats off the yard.
This morning rolled in with the thing we moved to Arkansas for - sweet, blessed rain.
It's now a beautiful cool morning and I'm going to ask Lena to do chores, because it's pouring.
She's good at doing things like that - yesterday she picked the first of the blackberries on Foxbriar (solstice = blackberries!) just for me, because she does not like them. But I shared a bowlful with Shawn.
|Lena picking the first blackberries|
of the season on Foxbriar.
Something new to explore.