Yes, I understand. We are the water planet out of the eight or nine planets in our Solar System. (Sorry Pluto.) But I am getting tired of the constant dribble and drizzle. Everyone's grass is getting so long. I worry that the beans I planted will rot and I will have to replant again and it will take that much longer before I have beans to eat.
Of course, for me, it is just an inconvenience. Luckily we have had just steady light rains for the most part. Down in Oklahoma and Arkansas they are having flooding with property damage and loss of life. So we don't really have it that bad at all. Just the natural tendency of people to complain about the weather all the time. If it's hot, we want it cooler. If it's raining, we want it drier. And if it's hot and dry, we want cool, wet weather.
This photo shows the grass next to our garage. I counted over 140 mushrooms where we usually have none. Wednesday is what I hear for an appearance by the sun.
"Gentlemen, start your lawnmowers."
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