D.O.P.-T.

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It was raining seriously when I got up; the newspaper was bagged, but was sitting in water, and when I came back with it, Mama Violet looked up from her scarfing but didn't bother withdrawing off the porch into the wet. It was raining when I took my morning walk: full gutters on every street, and one stretch of pavement/sidewalk was flooded to the point where I had to wade even after taking a couple of detours onto private property. I think the sun came out for 10 minutes. The bucket in the back porch is approaching half full. Last night the moon was shining through the clouds and I went out into the back garden and the tussocks of native grass were looming like islands; one of them looked 2 feet high. They will now be 3 feet.