Breakfast without Orange Juice

I remember a commercial on television when I was a youngster. It featured Anita Bryant who stated; "Breakfast without orange juice is like a day without sunshine". There was no orange juice served in the Hector household today, and there was no sunshine in our day. I point this out to offer balance to Thomas' post which bragged about our sunny weather. It does cloud up here from time to time, and it does rain. Today's rain was not enough to float the little orange ring in the rain gauge, but it was enough to keep everyone in the house (except me).
It was just enough rain to cause Checks (the horse) to alternate between grazing and standing under his shelter.


It wasn't enough to keep the chickens from scratching about in the yard, or to keep the rooster from crowing.
The turkeys are penned in an area that does not afford them a chance to feel the rain. It is just as well; they wouldn't appreciate it.
It was enough rain to cause me to occupy myself in the barn. I spent some time this morning splitting kindling.
I spent the afternoon mucking out the sheep stall, but there is absolutely nothing about that task that is photogenic.

Be sure and ask Ben about his car's ability to collect rain water, and his methods for removing it.

This is Aunt Debbie's parakeet. We are babysitting the little rascal. There were two parakeets in the cage when it first arrived, but the cat got into the house. I was the only one home at the time, and I'm really sorry about what happened. She's still trying to come up with a way for me to make it up to her. This has nothing to do with rain, but I didn't feel the incident warranted its own post. I wish the parakeet wouldn't look at me like that.

be safe,
Hec @ 19