Spot of rain, bit of water. All the green photosynthesizing lifeforms rejoice in it! The tortoises grumble and push aside the mud that troubled their burrows. And I leave muddy tracks behind as I marvel at how green everything looks in August. I've seen many crispy dry mid/late summers here. Green and muddy is the way to go. Haven't been caught out in an all-out downpour yet. In due time I imagine, in due time. Get up. Go ride.