That patch of white is water!
Here's one that has sprouted on the hillside by the new shed.
Last night I had a little scare. Getting ready for bed, I couldn't find my iPhone, and spent probably a half-hour at least looking in every place it could possibly be. No luck. But then I had a dim sense it might have fallen on the ground when I was getting in or out of a car when we car-pooled to go to our River Singers rehearsal. I had a dim memory of hearing sort of a soft "thunk." So I got dressed again and drove to the place where we had parked. It was dark and raining, but with the car lights and two flashlights I made a good search. No phone. I was relieved in a way because I had no idea what shape the phone would be in if it had been sitting there getting wet for several hours. But where was it? If I heard a "thunk," maybe it had fallen between the seat and the door. My memory was that I had heard the "thunk" as I was getting into Eliza's car. That would entail driving to her house and looking in her car. At 11p.m.! But then I thought - maybe I was getting out of my car. So I looked and - voila - there it was! Almost hidden under the seat. Much relieved! Of course, if I had thought of that earlier, I could have saved myself a trip.
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