Five inches of rain in five days. That’s what my gauge says. The birdbaths are beautifully brimming, hosta leaves are spangled with diamond-droplets and the rain barrels at the corners of the garage and shed are all recharged. The bees must be getting a bit stir-crazy, to say nothing of hungry; they've had few opportunities for forays for pollen and nectar for days. Every time the sun peeks out, they all come zuzzing out to hit whatever blooms they can find then rush back to their hives and holes when the skies open up again. Can't imagine what the ground bees are doing in this swamp of a back yard. The overcast has helped produce a skim of filigree mould on the soil surface of a lot of the plants in the greenhouse that need to go into the ground, but I’m not complaining. Drought seems possible just over the horizon. So I’ll take the rain with thanks.
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