"I wish it would do something," a friend said.
"Maybe rain?" someone else said. And then she added, "Hah!"
And then it started snowing. We packed up and hightailed it out of there just in case it was a blizzard or something. It wasn't a blizzard, but at home there was a nice two inches of the wet stuff.
By this afternoon it will have soaked into the earth and the grass trying to grow will say, "Thanks, buddy!"
I like the hopeful vibe of the hammock hanging behind the picnic table.