We are enjoying our monsoon season. Unfortunately that does not mean that my house gets rain every day. It does mean that splendid clouds fall over the mountains east of my home each afternoon. They are awesome. I long for a day when I can sit and stare at them until I recognize shapes. Today is not that day. The outside water spigots froze during the winter so my helpful neighbor dug a 4′ deep hole, pulled out the broken pipe, put in new piping and a new spigot. I’m waiting for him to tell me the water is back on. Sigh! It’s always something. But — aren’t the clouds grand?