Rain + Hail = Mud
Mud+ boys = Muddy Boys
We had 26 mm of rain yesterday. It took most of the day to blow up but when it came it came! We hadn't have any rain for over a month and not much then. My little chickens had worked out how to get through the gate and out of the chook pen so I hoped they were all in there where they could get to shelter. I voiced my concerns to Mummy. She said "at least it's not hailing." I said "Don't say that." and then less than a minute later it started hailing...
After one downpour had ceased Jane and I raced outside to lock up the chooks/chickens and the G-pigs. The two boys went out to get wet. Very wet and covered in mud.
I also got a bit mud splattered. I don't see quite how playing in ^that^ is nice... but they had fun. Well I suppose I used to do that too, once. Well I know I did. At least in the puddle down there, well not in that puddle but the puddle that sits in that place whenever we have a considerable amount of rain.
I shall finish with saying praise God for the lovely rain and answered prayer! The plants really needed that.