I am so enjoying the rain, though. It feels like the first spring we were here, when there was clear skies every morning, thunderstorms every afternoon, and by sunset it would be clear and perfect out. I loved that spring. Made me feel, then, like I could live here, no problem. This spring is helping me feel more comfortable again, not so angry about being here.
It helps that the tomato plants have been outside for two days now and haven't been sunburnt, chopped up by birds, or otherwise destroyed, yet. I'll probably bring them in for tomorrow's scorcher. Still, it'll soon be time to plant them outside for good. I still can't quite believe that there was eight inches of snow less than a week ago.