Raindrops on the Graptopetalum leaves yesterday morning.
It had rained the night before, for the third time in two weeks. Maybe the summer dry season is ending early?
(I would normally look for consistent heavy showers to start in early to mid September and last until late December.)
I have been hoping for an early fall rainy season, since we only have a few more months in the country, and I would like to see the garden in high growth mode one more time.
ADDENDUM: 6:27 p.m. — raining.
“Sidewalk in front of White House, Washington, D.C.,” early 1920s, by Harris & Ewing, via Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division.
Whan that Aprill with his shoures sote
The droghte of Marche hath perced to the rote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertu engendred is the flour. . .
— Geoffrey Chaucer, from “The General Prologue” of The Canterbury Tales
Translation: April showers bring May flowers.
Today is Whan that Aprille Day — a day to enjoy “alle langages that are yclept ‘old,’ or ‘middel,’ or ‘auncient,’ or ‘archaic,’ or, alas, even ‘dead.’” This is the idea of @LeVostreGC (or Chaucer Doth Tweet), who blogs at Geoffrey Chaucer Hath a Blog.
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