we awoke to the sound of rain yet again this morning. I've lost count but I think it has been three days and nights in a row of raining off and on. Sometime soft and gentle and sometime hard. We're beginning to feel like fish but you won't hear us complaining. Yesterday it flooded at Three Rivers south of us and we kinda wanted to go there. John and I have this thing about looking at water. We contained ourselves until after supper and we had barely brushed the corn out of our teeth when we headed south. We didn't go all the way to Three Rivers but instead went to Tilden and Campbellton. We were high and dry on the paved road but could look down at the water out of the banks of the creeks and rivers. The wildflowers that direction were mostly different but pretty too. Mostly yellow, brown, and beige. It wasn't a smart idea to take a diretic and go driving but it did give me an excuse to pull off on a pretty country road. If you gotta go you gotta go. We made a large circle and pulled into the drive-way at dusk. Day light savings time is good for something. It keeps old people from being out after dark.