Soggy Sunday

The rains continue delivering more water than can be absorbed by the sandy earth. The "catchment pond" behind our house actually has water in it, a rare condition indeed. I love rain. The roar of a torrential downpour pounding the metal roof of our sun room is a noteworthy thrill for me. I love to sleep to that sound.

The weather was beautiful when I got out of church this morning but the rain was coming down by the time I got home, and a flash flood was threatening as I drove to our 5:00 Bible Study. Attendance was really low. Richard came directly from work so we had two vehicles. The lesson was on Romans and I'm glad we didn't miss it.

The downside of all this precipitation, however, is we have leaks - one in the garage near the furnace vent, the another in the sun room of the Kissimmee house. Also, the gutters over there are full of leaves, pine needles, squirrel nests, or whatever, but they are not draining. Instead the water is running down the wall. Last year we had leaks on the inside near one window. We need to go over and clean gutters tomorrow... if the rain slacks off.

Richard just corrected me. "I'll bet 'WE' don't go up the ladder and clean any gutters," he quipped, and he's so right!