It’s been raining for better than 36 hrs., and man did we need it. Things were starting to get a little dry. We had to cut back on watering the garden, because our water comes from an underground spring, and the water level was getting low. I spent an hour or so on the porch during the most intense part of this morning’s heavy shower listening to the rain playing a drum solo on the tin roof, and taking some rain photos. See the streaks of rain behind the pine on the one above?

Below is a shot of the water pouring out of a disconnected downspout. I had planned on having a whiskey barrell in place to collect the water for use in the garden. The operative word here is planned.

Finally, the streaks of rain and the muted light make this last photograph of the tumbled-down shed across the way, appear almost as if it were an impressionist painting. Notice the kudzu snaking its way up to the power line.