10 pm thoughts....
10 PM thoughts from a very wet farm...
My dad had a saying: *"Beware of fair-weather friends."* He had a lot of sayings over the years, and I find myself thinking about them often.
Today, this one came to mind.
After what felt like 20 inches of rain (Jim claims it was closer to 5..from this week), another day of mud, wet socks..., and animals needing extra attention is finally coming to an end. Nobody seems particularly happy after days like this—including the humans.
I've passed more hay than usual, moved the few bottle kids I have into the parlor, and spent part of the day stepping around soaking wet dogs and piles of wet towels. The big fans are running on high, and even now, after coming inside, I can still hear those fans from the house.
But tonight, everyone is fed and settled in.....far from dry...
And that's enough.
Goodnight from our little corner of northern Arkansas. 
