Yes those are rain drops on my plants. As you can see from the fields, we do need it.
When I first took MD out in the early morning shroud of darkness, Hoot was serenading from a tree behind the log cabin. I could smell something in the air but I did not wish to get my hopes up. I came inside and began getting everything ready for breakfast plus packing Prince's lunch. As the darkness began to float away with there was something foreign on the porch. Was that really rain? As I ran out with camera in hand forgetting to close the door , I started snapping photos. Glories tears from Heaven. I turned my face skyward and just let the rain trail down my face. It was not a heavy rain at all just a sprinkle but how wonderful it felt. I sat the camera aside and began dragging all the plants which sat secure against the wall out from under the eves and told them they were gonna get a treat today.
I gave up the basting in the rain and returned to the kitchen and flipped the television on. It was announced that Fay was why we were gonna get rain through out the week except for Thursday. Now as I type I look outside to find the slight dampness has gone from the porch however the fog and clouds are still present. I must drudge up my Cherokee heritage and go do a rain dance. Don't laugh, fat lady still can dance.
The kitty justice is this Cat loves water especially if it comes from above.