We've had a pouring rain for the past three days. A nap on a rainy day is utterly glorious.
It stormed all night. The howling wind woke me up a few times. This morning, however my lawn was very green and looked quite enthusiastic. I was afraid to walk on it lest I be eaten like that monster in "The Little Shop of Horrors." Mr. Lawn didn't actually say anything, but I could infer from his facial expression that the water had better damn not stop, or a RICO lawsuit could be in the offing.