And rain it has. Yesterday it blew and poured, overwhelming low-lying areas. Highway 18 was closed right after the exit we take to get to church; it had turned into a substantial lake where it dips below an overpass. The rain abated briefly in the afternoon; I paused here and there to take some photos on my way home from our Thanksgiving potluck at the church. If you click to biggify the last one, taken from our lane up on the hill, you will see a lot of standing water in the valley.
Last night I was thankful to see these three all standing and eating.
The sky is just beginning to lighten; time get on with my day although I'll let Brian sleep awhile longer. If it stops raining long enough, the neighbors want him to work for a few hours. This afternoon I'm taking him to a violin lesson, picking up some horse and wild bird feed at the farm store, then dropping him off at Grandma's to spend the night. Woot; I'll have a quiet evening alone as well!
Lots to be thankful for at . . .