The Rain, Rain, Rain

The rain, rain, rain, came down, down, down
In rushing, rising, rivulets
'Til the river crept out of it's bed
And crept right into Piglet's

Amazing how the things you memorize as a child come back to you... As the rain has kept coming, I've sunk progressively deeper and deeper into my sofa. If it doesn't stop soon, I may never be able to extricate myself!

View out my front window.

View out my back window.

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