....as she exclaimed, "Is God going to give me a birthday present and let it rain today?" While the raindrops landed on her windshield. By the time she reached the other side of town, the rain had stopped with barely enough sprinkles to run the wipers.
Lord, we could use some rain. Most of the farmers have their crops in and the one or two field's that haven't been started- I'm sure there issome excuse.
Then there is this farmer, pulling farm equipment down the road during "rush hour" (so to speak). I am not sure if the tractor is broken or this piece of equipment. But this is not a natural site. (He was speeding lol at 45 miles an hour. We'll faster than the tracor anyways.)