It's a good thing my weather station measures in hundredths of an inch. Storms rolled through this morning and we got .009 inches. Nine one hundredths, enough to wet the mulch.
That's all. It rained only once in all of August. Now, 8 days into September it rains less than a tenth of an inch.
After the brief storm, it became sunny, windy and warm, in the 80s.
And the worst of it is: the only rain in 17 days, and it occurred exactly when Ellen Sousa was supposed to be here to photograph the garden. And the storm lasted for exactly the time she would have been here... 7:30 to 8:00 a.m., with only four minutes of rain in that.
She canceled, of course. She'll be here tomorrow morning.