Whether the weather be fine...

Whether the weather be fine...

People can't seem to resist talking about the weather.  It's always happening, and it's always different, and I guess it's an experience that everyone nearby shares to some degree.  This time of year, the weather tends to be wholly unpredictable in the Willamette Valley.  And on the farm, the microclimates of my days fluctuate faster and greater than anywhere else I've been.

Today I looked out over my coffee mug to a gray morning rain, and accepted the fact that I'd be in rubber boots and waterproof bibs all day.  Just accept it. 

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