Rain

I live outside, sleep, eat, read, and write outside.
But tonight the rain drove us inside.

Inside is scary.

Winged wispy bugs as long as a pinkie
and a HUGE rat plump as a grapefruit
who wanted to go outside

but the screen door kept him on our side.

I did not scream.

And then an exclamation from Damon of "cute"
a pea-sized frog that Damon helped outside as he did with the rat.

What will the rest of the night bring?

a lime sized frog crawling up the screen door
a turtle swimming in the newly formed pond of a yard

to see or not to see?
which is better?
kerosene lamp on or off?