We've not been so active on the blog lately (like in the past year!) but hey, life, fatigue and fine bottles of Spanish wine have a tendency to affect blogging frequency...

I wish I was breaking the blogging drought with a super deep or insightful post, but I'm not. Instead I'm talking about the weather.

Weather in Madrid isn't normally a topic of conversation because it's typically sunny everyday. I obsessively check the weather anyway (I guess you can take the kid out of Iowa, but you can't take the Iowa out of the kid). However, it hasn't rained (that I can remember) since early June and things are dry, even by Spanish standards.

On Sunday, I saw that the forecast was predicting rain this week! Astounded, I looked into why we were finally getting some: Ophelia. And I'm not talking about the Simon and Garfunkel song.

It turns out, there's another hurricane, unrelated to Texas, Florida, Puerto Rico, called Ophelia. And it's currently working over Ireland. In Madrid, we're scheduled to get some Ophelia "droppings" (yes, that is an technical meteorological term).

Ophelia, my lawn thanks you.