Thursday, May 9, 2013
We waited all day for the rains to come. We watched them on radar west of Waco. Slowly they ebbed their way to our back porch. Came they did in a furry. Poor little Liesl was beside herself with the noise. Now, gone. Thunder in the distance and a trickle of falling moisture. I imagine it will measure out to be a half inch. I hoped for more. But, one should not look a gift rain cloud in the mouth. Thank you for our blessings when we receive them.