MAINE MONSOON

We got back from China to find Maine in flood. Luckily for us, the floods were south of us, but still-- flooding in May? Hardly usual. Regardless, to make a long, damp story short, it rained the entire month of May. A new record.
Come June, we figured, alright, enough's enough, surely it would stop. Well, Shirley or not, it didn't. Today's the 15th, and this was the third rain-free day of the month. The grass is higher than the corn-- corn, after all, can't be planted in mud, the grass was already there, and no one has been able to mow the sodden lawns all year.
Meanwhile, the Powers That Be decided, suddenly, after years of dithering, and public comment which was ignored wholesale, to replace the storm drains and sewers and repave our entire street. So, from end to end, the street has been a mudpit for weeks, filled with chuckholes, rocks, piles or dirt and sand, big trucks, earthmovers and steamrollers, which I am sorry to say, no longer seem to use steam-- just very loud mufflerless engines.
If it continues to not rain for any appreciable length of time, we might be able to begin Our Summer, which would be a Good Thing, as the kids are out of school as of noon tomorrow.
Let The Games Begin. Praise The Lord And Pass The Umbrellas...