It’s the third weekend of rain. Too wet to mow, and not fun for me to work in the garden. In all honesty it’s my hubby who does most of the work, but I had plans to help with a greenhouse. So instead we picked some berries, (mulberries and black raspberries) and made scones. We roasted a batch of our coffee, and sat on the porch enjoying the start of another wet day. I can’t really complain because it’s actually pretty wonderful. I feel blessed.