Finally we’ve had a bit of rain. Most of last night and today it has been sprinkling with occasional bursts of light rain. The birds are singing and the frogs and croaking. The 120 kg of grass seed that we recently sowed by hand might actually start germinating if this rain keeps up. Or what’s left of it. We had just yesterday resigned ourselves to donating most of it to the blue wrens, finches, wood ducks and black ducks as an expensive exercise in bird fattening.