Well. The word that best describes this first so-called rainstorm is: anemic. It took the entire day for the clouds to eventually cover the sky. When, by late afternoon, they finally did, the rain squeezed out of them was barely a drizzle. They've had snow up in the mountains and a goodly amount of rain about 70 miles north of us -- I'm glad of that. And hopefully the next band of moisture, slated to stream through Friday night, will drop a bit farther south and finally dump on us too.
For now, I must content myself by leaning over the porch rail and sniffing the tantalizing dampness. Even with just this spattering, the night air smells delightfully of mushrooms.
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