I asked for it! After my post extolling the not-so-rainy Idaho Panhandle, the skies have done nothing but weep: buckets and buckets of rain. Three days now, nearly nonstop. Right now. I see long powerful rain globules instead of soft, pretty raindrops that make me feel all gooey and cozy. The nearby mountains sleep under a low, drifting blanket of fog. Good excuse to sleep in and then listen to Billy Holiday.

And puddles! Everywhere. I stand corrected.