It sprinkled, it poured, it thundered, it lightening, it was cold, it was humid, it was sodden.
Our archenemy, The Hole, reappeared in the ceiling over the sink. We had survived the earthquake and the hurricane. But five straight days of rain? No way baby, The Hole was back in town.
GG hooked up an assemblage of black garbage bag, blue dog ,er, walk bag, string and a tupperware container. ( And a pair of scissors to keep the string away from the windowsill)
This allowed the waterfall to drip gently down the string into the container avoiding huge outpourings of water splashing onto our wooden counter.
Well at least I think that was the point. GG certainly enjoyed its creation and I enjoyed the company in the kitchen while chopping numerous vegetables for fried rice.
Though the Lab can be counted on to be by my side for every stroke of my knife.
Hoping for a dry and beautiful early September weekend for all.
And let's all try to stop pissing off Mother Earth, yeah?
