May was rather wet here, so combined with the warm, pretty much everything is growing out of control. But that means more pretty flowers to look at when I’m walking around the village, so I’m not complaining.
Well, not about that. I WILL complain about the lack of rain. It was supposed to start last night and keep going, but like… dry and humid and sort of warm, which. Rude. We left the a/c off expecting the rain to take the edge off sooner rather than later, but nothing has happened yet. I’m trying to remain hopeful, because the clouds have been slowly darkening, and the bits of breeze that do make it past the windows is promising.
Anyhoos. Dreams of rain. Blah blah.