"Raindrops Keep Fallin' On My Head"

"So I just did me some talkin' (prayin') to the sun."

I hung around waiting for the rain to stop and it didn't happen so Jazz and I went shooting anyway. I wrapped my camera in a plastic bag.

There were very few bugs abroad. I got a male and a female crane fly sitting it out festooned with drops and a pair of snails looking as though they might be about to make hodmedod love.

This blow fly was praying for the sun to come out and the wind to blow away its droplet hat.