Chance of Showers...

Was the forecast, but we decided we could make it around Spring Lake with Ozzie before it rained. We didn't.

We had just enough time to get out of our wet clothes, leaving them draped all over the house, put on dry ones and headed to the Pilates studio for a class on using the foam roller. I was floored (pun intended) when OilMan said he'd go, and figured I'd better go with him lest he back out.

I had just enough time to get home and have some lunch before the Bit Wizard was supposed to call. He didn't.

After leaving a terse message, I went up to cut the last of the zinnias before they succumb to the rain and cool temperatures. They are amazing flowers. As the season progresses they just keep getting taller. They are well over my head now, except for the ones pushed over by the rain.

The Bit Wizard called saying he got 'waylaid'. (Interesting word choice which brought visions of him hiding behind a rock with his computer, armed bandits in hot pursuit.) He took control of my computer and I watched the cursor scurry around as he started the remote process of uploading what we hope are my lost pictures onto an external hard drive.

We decided to try to get Ozzie out for a quick walk after dinner, hoping the rain would hold off until we got home. It didn't....