Wet and dry

When there's a serious summer thunderstorm outside we can now sit under the eaves on the deck and enjoy it. We've missed this perhaps most of all in the two years since we demolished our decrepit previous deck.

Today's thunderstorm had crazy wild winds, lightning strikes, downed trees and wildfires, the latter necessitating aerial bombing. But most of this happened elsewhere. At home we just enjoyed the show nature put on for us.

My karenagare is doing a fine job of preventing muddy splatters on the deck. Fiona pointed out that it had become a wet Dry Stream Bed. Erin recalled the dry wet rock that welcomes people to main street in our town.