Henry and I will not be watering the gardens in the next few days. We have lightening and thunder and a cement sack splitting downpour.
There is a line of cars filled with disgruntled Sunday vacationers going over the bridge and heading back to town.
So much for the dock repair Greg planned or the clever cement sack stack bank reinforcement I planned. It has turned into a clean the house and replace the blinds day instead.
Henry is not silly enough to go outside to help with the rainy day put away tasks. His birth mom did not welp any dumb pups! Supervision through the window is good enough.