It’s Raining Cats And Dogs
As I sat here in my living room, working on my naturist novel, the sky turned very dark. Then I heard thunder. It wasn’t much longer before lightning began to flash in the sky as a storm moved closer. And now, the rain is beating down in torrents. In other words, it is raining cats and dogs, or as they say in French, il pleut a verse. We need the rain. Other than very small showers, it has been an exceedingly dry…