(The rest of the lovely title poem here).
The rain today has been a little bit of each of these to me! The bad news was that our rigged-up stormwater system (a rain barrel at the corner of the house where rain had been entering the basement, connected to a hose) failed. The spigot at the bottom of the barrel just stopped working. So I came home to my husband ankle-deep in a puddle, trying to rig up a temporary system to get water away from the foundation. He actually got a pretty good series of tarps set up to funnel water downhill. Then, we went to the home supply store and got a couple extenders, ending up with something like this.
I have to admit, the warm spring rainwater sliding down the slick tarp took me back to childhood and the joy of front yard waterslides.
For after all, the best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.
— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Despite the soggy, wet weekend, we managed to grill out twice, and I mulched the path in between the raised garden beds! After a bit of research I decided on cypress mulch (I spread newspaper underneath to hopefully keep the weeds down).
I hope you’re getting just the right amount of rain where you are.