The rain came down today. It was wet getting up, and after a stretch of sun, we got pounded by thunderstorms. Lots of actual wet rain. Izzy and I took our two walks between downpours. Iz is not a fan of rain. When we walked she assiduously avoided the puddles. Under the fig tree we walk past every day the figs that have fallen are becoming a slippery mess. Later, after we got home, she was trembling during the thunder on my bed, so I lay down beside her and put my arm around her and petted her, and that calmed her down.
In a couple of weeks the lawn will look good again. At least green.