Later in the afternoon, back out it went. Then, yes, I was in the barn, cleaning it up and heard raindrops spattering on the roof. So, I went and got the stuff off the lines. I had to put up lines ...

I miss the musical raindrops that crash land on old tin roof. I no longer hear the wind bristling through coconut fronds. To make up for it, I bought a CD of teeny waves crashing on the shore or ...