Waiting for the Rain

That long-awaited winter storm is getting closer and closer.  There's a 90% chance of rain by tomorrow morning after ten.  Another, much larger, storm is lined up to come in on Friday and more (smaller) storms predicted through next Wednesday.  I take nothing for granted -- I know that a 90% chance of rain means that there's a 10% chance that it won't rain...

This evening the dogs and I took our long walk on the winding trail next door.  Our feet kicked up little clouds of dust with every step, which is a depressing thing to see in January.  A few, high clouds have streamed across the sky and we had a soft, cherry-colored sunset.  Fingers crossed that tomorrow the skies are grey, the rains pour down and turn all that dust into lovely, sloppy mud.                   

Max on his table, with covered wicker basket and heater

Out in the garage, our Max (who I think will be moving into the house very soon) is ready for whatever storms may come.