is it...could it be...i think maybe...

...it is! The SUN! Excuse me while I frantically fan myself in an attempt to keep from fainting dead away in disbelief.

:thud

Sorry. I tried.

Okay, so unless you live in a bubble or in a self-imposed news blackout (which I would understand completely), you may have heard something about the rain in New England. And by rain I mean deluge. And by deluge I mean GRAB THE CHILDREN AND NEARBY SMALL ANIMALS AND HEAD FOR HIGHER GROUND IMMEDIATELY!


Most of New England has been gloomy for a week, and that's bad enough, but for those of us living in and around Quiet Village Not or up in the Land of Six Thousand Rivers and Aqueducts, the gloom has been accompanied by sheets of water pouring from the sky. If you needed anything at the grocery store, you weren't getting there unless you had a boat, a canoe, or scuba gear. Maybe fishing gear. You know, those hip wader things. And bright yellow rain boots, like the DPW guys were wearing while mucking about in the murky mess at the top of my street. I know that looks like a river, but really, it's not. Well, I guess it is a river, but we're not used to seeing it flowing OVER the road. Or down it. Or across it.

My house mostly survived the onslaught of water. I say mostly because the carpet in Lemony Child's room is toast, destroyed when the cat discovered his litter box floating across the basement floor. He was less-than-amused by the floating kitty toilet, I guess.

(who wants a cat??)

By the way, the sun? SO much brighter than I remember, and my eyes watered (either with joy or in pain as the brightness singed the corneas...who knows...who cares...I was outside!) as I picked up a week's worth of the mutt's rain-soaked poo. Totally gross, and I was totally cursing Mr. Lemony for being in California, but then I saw this.

And this, which has no right to be as big as it is since I just planted it.

Oh, and this, which is lovely, but can somebody please tell it it is okay to let that water drop go? It's not like there's any risk of it dying of dehydration any time soon.

We've been stuck in the house with sump pumps, wet vacuums and nothing more than rice and frozen veggies for dinner. The kids have destroyed the playroom, the cat has destoyed a carpet, and the basement will most likely never smell not wet again. But my gardens have never looked better, man! All hail the rain!

Now if you'll excuse me, I must find my scuba gear. The cat is stranded on a floating box of baby clothes.