Respite

For a few hours we had no rain, no wind, and were good to go. More misery is on the way, but for now, we may count the chickens where we find them, usually pecking on boards.
Our son's friend had another gig with a singer/songwriter, so we hied ourselves over there to provide a few more audience members. I was not so thrilled by the vocalist, but it was fun to listen to this young guy's backing riffs.