When it Rains, it Pours

It's been raining for about 50 hours with a few breaks in the rain. The garden is loving it. The dogs aren't, but they've bee heaving so well. My grand baby and I have sung quite a few chorus' of "Rain Rain Go Away" and "It's Raining, It's Pouring". My Frenchman mowed just before the rains and the yard is a nice view from inside. We sat our on the screen porch and enjoyed the rain and the solar lights last evening. I've only been out to the veggie garden to pick a few sweet 100 tomatoes. The extended family drama continues so our nice evening was interrupted. It didn't matter that it was Dad's (the Frenchman's) birthday. I'm trusting Jesus and like the apostles in the boat, I keeping my eyes fixed on Him waiting for the next storm, since when it rains, it pours.