My Buddy, the Rain Barrel

Alma and I finally picked up a rain barrel from our friendly neighborhood green store (what, you don't have one?). I went there with an empty red kid's wagon to drag the thing back.

"I bet you got a lot of funny looks pulling an empty wagon," the owner asked.

"Not as many looks as I'll get giving a big weird barrel a ride back," I replied. And I was right! I heard at least two people comment on my precious cargo as I pulled it home to its new spot under the gutter.