Charlie Sue runs in the cool air of daybreak and late in the afternoon. Her friends measure the rain by her tail - from tentative swinging to prop springing. She expects some rain but not this much. An indication is the lack of soil puddling after such a long, steady beat of rain. The soil is dryer than a Calvinist sermon, as many Calvinists have noted.
I enjoy sitting in the chair by the picture window, less than 10 feet from the plants. The Clethra is now a hotel for many small birds and plenty of benevolent insects. The large birds are as much fun as the tiny ones, everyone trading places, looking fierce or cute.
