HURRICANE #1: WHEN IT RAINS, IT POURS

I'm reading over the post I started Wednesday evening. "Poco and I are sitting on the front porch watching the hurricane roll in ... the 5 to 10 inches of rain they've predicted for the coast is only up to an inch right now." WHAT WAS I THINKING????? Less than 48 hours later and we're quickly passing the 8 inch mark. And it's still raining - I mean POURING.

Here's what the "dirty side of the storm" looks like.

This was at about 6 pm yesterday evening. We braved the storm to get some chores done. We poured out the rain gauge, with the sinking feeling it might fill back up. The hens were happy to come in for some scratch and shelter. Big John stapled a trash bag over the vent fan - which is really a huge gaping hole with a fan stuck in it right now (no time to build and install louvers for just such an occasion!) I fed the horses while Big John checked the water tanks - both FULL!! 2050 gallons of water, just waiting to be used. Kind of wish we'd gotten the 3000 gallon tank now ...

Sure 'nough, this morning we'd had another 2 1/2 inches.

We planted that grass in a big hurry - determined to capitalize on those "showers" we were going to get. I think we got our money's worth. Let's just hope jigs can be watered in.

The animals have differing opinions of the weather. Ranger and Roxy have had about enough. (GREAT timing on that gutter installation, Big John!)

Walker and Tribett, on the other hand, are wondering where this rain has been all there lives! Sleepin' in the rain - what a life!

I'm beginning to wonder if the 10 inch prediction was a little conservative. This is turning out to be the complete opposite summer from last year.