So a big storm front moved through Indiana last night. I awoke to a thunderboomer in the wee hours and drifted back to sleep thinking that it may be bad for the house, which is almost completely scraped and ready for priming at this point, but good for the vegetable garden.
When I woke to the morning news on the TeeWee, it turned out to be another cruel hoax. The southwestern corner of the storm front just clipped us. Carmel, a few miles north, caught sixteen hundredths of an inch of rain (more than they'd recorded for the entire month of July at that site) while downtown Indy, a like distance to the south, recorded five hundredths. I guess we got somewhere between those totals, but the end result is that the pavement is hardly damp this morning.
I'm keeping the plants alive with constant applications of the watering can, but growing 'maters and melons and peppers takes water. Ma Nature's cooperation would surely be appreciated.