Reflections

A rainy evening. Not a creature is stirring in the garden, not even the little chirping birds. No wet squirrels -- nothing. Absolutely nothing. Can't say that I blame them. I love rain so it's okay with me. I was actually trying to get raindrops in the birdbath, but couldn't get a good picture. Now it's raining so hard that I could probably get one but I don't want to go out.