It will only last until morning, so I lit it up with a flashlight. It's all tangled up with other plants, so couldn't extricate it to bring it up on the deck to enjoy. Brrreeeeeedeeep. Coming from the revetment out back, in an inch rainwater, this fellow was sitting on a rusty paint bucket. Couldn't find his companion, who was answering his call. We got a huge tarp over the darkroom finally. Maybe it will dry out some in there now. At least it won't drip as much. Don buzzed by in Peggy's classy Mustang. He said he was doing battery and alternator repairs. Yeah, right... we know what he was doing... cruising! He denied that, said "oh, I have a motorcycle for that".