Rain saves the lawn. Finally, in the words of the lawn guy, a good soaking. Just what the brown grass was thirsting for.
The Floodgates of Heaven Opened and the Rain Falleth
It’s been raining all day here. My bungalow is Noah’s Ark with just two creatures on board, the cat and I — unless I’m Noah, which is highly unlikely since Noah was 600 years old at the time.