James Lileks rings a loud bell.
Having grown up around farmers, I know there are two kinds of rain-type situations – either we don’t have enough and need more, or it’s too wet to plant / plow / harvest / bury the body of the hired man who got himself stuck in the augur like a damn fool, and now they’ll be up all night swabbing the bins.
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