Ten straight days of rain and one flooded basement later, the sun has finally emerged. Hallelujah! I was starting to feel a bit like Noah in his ark here, all cooped up in doors with an infant, a toddler, a dog and a cat and the floodwaters rising all around me. We are all in great need of some sunshine and a little drying out--especially my poor garden.
I know rain is good for the garden, but this relentless downpour has wrecked havoc on mine. The "lawn" has grown a good six inches and the weeds a solid foot, and I never managed to plant my lettuces or my flower boxes. I have six packs of geraniums, verbena, and ... that have been sitting around and waiting to be planted for a month now. Where does the time go?
So, when the sun finally emerged yesterday at 7:00 p.m., I told the husband and children to fend for themselves, and I went straight out to work in the garden for a few hours and soak up the sunshine. Amen.