But I digress. The damp has been around long enough that the air has taken on a musty smell, probably from the decaying leaves under the shrubbery. Well, some of the smell might be from wet feral cat droppings, but I won't dwell on that— especially since I haven't had dinner yet. I got distracted by a series of movies on television, and became so engrossed that I completely forgot about cooking anything. Fortunately I have leftovers which won't take too long to prepare. With luck I'll be out watching the moonlight not long after ten o'clock. Unless another movie comes on, of course.
More sogginess tomorrow, and the next day, and the next, but probably not much actual rain. Intermittent drizzle soon grows monotonous. I'd like a nice downpour or two before this storm departs, but I probably won't get one. Ah, well. The rainy season usually lasts at least into March, so there's time yet.