If I wanted to live in a swamp, I would have moved to one...intentionally!! (Or I'd relocate to Okefenokee and live with Pogo. Pogo for President 2008!!) Anyway, the weather here has been completely nuts. While this is usually a relatively dry time of year (actually, any time of year is typically a relatively dry time of year), we've had rain here on 16 of the last 31 days. I've been wanting to put in a garden now that Jimmy and I have a backyard, but the backyard's been so wet that I haven't had a chance to do anything with the soil. A roto-tiller probably won't work very well if there's water standing where I want to till.
This crazy weather reminded me of something that happened when I was an RA in the residence halls at SC as an undergrad. Anyway, an international student from the Philippines arrived on campus, and she was asking a whole slew of questions about the US, about Kansas, and other questions about campus and American culture. She had a lot of very good questions, but there was one (and only one!) that made me laugh: "So, when is the wet season here?" My answer, after I controlled my laughter, "We don't have one." Hmmm, I guess maybe sometimes we do.