Buckets of rain
Buckets of tears
Got all them buckets comin’ out of my ears
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand
You got all the love, honey baby
I can stand
Once the rain stopped I made myself venture out into the chilly swamp that my back yard has become to take some photos of the garden. There isn’t much blooming at the moment, but the succulents are looking healthy despite recent below freezing temps.