This part of the state has recently decluttered itself of a drought. I thought we'd done that last year, but apparently there were still remnants of dryness. I read an article this morning about how the cold and rain should combine to let the peach trees to my west become totally hydrated and because of the cold the blossoms have been delayed. This should result in a bumper crop. I, on the other hand, have been washing towels that line the back door and will make a point of putting up a rain gutter next month. I don't consider all of these dirty towels a plus.

Company coming so the dogs will spend much of the time in my office. I'll crank my desk into standing position to move the cables out of tail reach - the prospect of a dog tangled in this stuff is why I usually keep the door closed when I'm not in here, to keep them out. (If I put left them in my bedroom unattended they would make themselves completely at home on the bed and with Poppy's trip to the vet this morning and a yeasty-smelling hot spot just treated, it would be hard on the bedding).

Asparagus are sprouting but still no blooms forming on the daffodils. It's already about four weeks later than they've bloomed over the last several years. On the other hand, it's so wet right now it's difficult to step over to the asparagus to pick any so some have gotten too tall to eat so what's out there is under appreciated.