While other parts of the northeast got hammered with a late spring snowstorm, we finally got sweet, blessed rain. We’ve been dry for so long that anything more than a little spit looks good to us. I was starting to get kind of worried about hay season, which is right around the corner. April is traditionally the month that awakens the green grass and hay lots. But this year our pasture is bone dry and dusty and I have to imagine the local hay fields aren’t faring much better. That means high prices when the hay finally comes in. So rain is a good thing for now. And besides, the cooler temperatures keep the no-see-ums down to a dull roar.