After hearing about how the surrounding mountain areas have been lambasted for the last three days by thunder storms, we were finally paid a visit by mother nature early this morning. It started with a bang. Then the pitter patter of much needed rain on the roof, followed by the sound of water flowing though the downspout outside the bedroom window. . . who's idea was that anyway?
By daylight the rain stopped but the morning paper managed to find the one spot where it would get wet despite being wrapped in plastic. I really miss the day when youngsters delivered the newspaper and made sure it was on the porch.