Today

" Let the rain kiss you

Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain."  Langston Hughes

    Rain makes me glad until I have to be in it. A significant childhood memory is the summers we waited in vain for rain. Now, from the perspective of a place sheltered from rain, I like stand and watch it fall. The report of rain in South Dakota cheers me. It comes at a good time for the corn I've planted. Growth of the grass in the pasture was slow but now will accelerate. The native grasses in my fields will put this moisture to good use. "The rain falls on the just and the unjust" Jesus said. Which ever I am. I am thankful for the rain.

Takk for alt,

Al

A deer shed, (antler) I found in the field while the tractor tire was under repair.