It rained buckets here this afternoon. There was thunder and lightning. There were sheets of water. Even before I walked outside, I figured I'd write a post about it: about how I hoped the seeds I planted this weekend didn't get washed away, about how I had little pieces of cheese at the ready to drop on the floor for Mr. Cecil after each thunder clap.
The storm moved past us, and now it's remarkably sunny. I took Cecil outside for a minute, and when I stepped into the backyard, I realized this was an even more eventful storm than I'd first thought.
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