After a long dry spell the rain is falling and everyone but the new stray kitty seems pleased (so we set up a box on the porch for him).
The tiny zinnia shakes her little head free of dust and dirt. Doesn’t she look bright?
And from her tucked in place beside the porch she listens to the pitter-patter.
The lambs don’t mind the rain a bit . . .
but the promise of a little grain sends them running to the yard to beg.
The ducks and goats say hello, but goats don’t like the rain so it is a short hello, indeed.
The barnyard is dark now and all the animals sleep in their cozy barn listening to the rain. Good night.
