Life is interconnected and so are the topics on this blog. It might be cooking and gardening one day, yoga the next, knitting and sewing, or hiking and then bird watching followed by recycling or composting. They are the parts that bring humble joy to my life of voluntary simplicity in Montana.
We got more than an inch of rain at our place in less than 45 minutes. It was wild.
Pepper plants taking a little swim.
I left the library on my bicycle and it looked a bit stormy. By the time I got home it was a downpour. I was thoroughly drenched and splashing through bigger and bigger puddles. It was pretty remarkable, I must say. Its only a 15 minute ride.
Water flowing in from the neighbors.
And then we noticed there was a "river" flowing out of our neighbors back yard and into ours. There was several inches of standing water in the grass and the newest of our garden beds. The planks of wood that normally mark the edge of the beds floated off into the middle.
Water, water everywhere.
It soaked up soon enough after the deluge ceased. I guess everything got a real nice good drink. I, myself, would have preferred a nice slow drizzle that lasted the night through. But....