I was chatting with my neighbor, Wayne, this morning as I surveyed the garden for signs of drought stress after yesterday’s nearly 100-degree heat. We haven’t had rain to speak of in weeks.
Wayne told me a guy down the block claimed they’d had a three-inch rain the other morning.
“How the heck could you have a three inch rain when we got almost nothing?” Wayne asked.
“Well,” the neighbor said. “We got a drop. And then we got another drop three inches away.”