Wet-ish Weekend

 I never fully appreciated rain until we moved to the Texas hill country 21 years ago and didn't always get it on a regular basis. The length of our summer droughts vary, but it's an annual occurrence. With only a 30-40% chance of rain for the start of the weekend, I wasn't too hopeful we'd be enjoying a break from the relentless sun. However, we woke up to this Saturday morning at the lake house.

 

 

Moisture falling from the sky - hallelujah! Our poor dry yards desperately needed the rain. We had a nice visit with my husband's parents on Saturday. They brought their yorkiepoo Brutus. He's a pretty good guest, too. He's particularly good on the boat, like he's been doing this his whole doggy life. 

 

As always, we enjoyed sitting on the back patio, watching the world go by. We had a bit of excitement across the lagoon when one of the neighbor's grandkids caught a fish. That's the first one I've seen landed in our stretch of lake.