There is water flowing and standing in places in my yard that have never had so much rain. There are great red blobs on the weather map, all flowing over my town. I almost drowned going to feed the chickens. Water falling hard splashed above my knees. Water ran over my shoes even when I thought I was on a high place in the still-growing St. Augustine grass.
Amazingly, the hens were dry! They aren't stupid. They ran out of the overturned trash can when they saw me coming. I put the opening of the trash can under the table, so the table is like a porch keeping the rain from running or splashing inside. They stay dry and the wind cannot cool them.
Hens still pecking and scratching in the rain means the rain will end soon. (Well, that is what I hear.) These hens are staying dry and not wandering around the pen. The rain is predicted through Monday with a small pause on Saturday. ugh I checked--rain on Saturday, too. Maybe the hens know something.
It is 62 and 100% humidity. I am wearing no more than I would on a July day. Maybe I will turn on the humidifier in a bit. My shoes will go in front of the refrigerator to slowly dry.
Merry Wet Christmas!
Is it raining at your place? Snow? Shorts weather? Do the kids, big or little, have toys they cannot use outdoors in the rain?