Most of us don’t care for ‘drizzle’, however, at the Peabody Farm drizzle is it’s life blood.  The Peabody Farm is almost like a ‘Magic Kingdom’ where the rhubarb tastes like chocolate, you can set your watch to the exact time the rain begins each week, and you can take a giant umbrella ride in the drizzle.  People flock to the farm to enjoy all it’s eccentricities.  Eleven-year-old Polly Peabody loves her farm; she can’t think of ever living anywhere else.  Her best friends are the rhubarb plants and insects.  However, bad mojo seems to have come to the farm and the drizzle and rain stop, the plants start to die.  This coincides with the traumatic illness which befalls Polly’s older brother.  Her parents talk of selling the farm and Polly knows that this is her time to step up and take control of her’s and her family’s future.  Throughout her family’s history, there has always been one person who has the magic ability to create the rain and therefore keep the farm alive.  Her great-grandma had it, her beloved grandma had it, her Aunt Edith had it, and she has it.  She just has to learn how it all works before it’s too late.  This book is an enjoyable read and you’ll want to wish you lived on the Peabody Farm, as well.  Polly and Aunt Edith are well defined characters, with the remaining characters in a minimal supporting role, which borders a little on the skimpy side.  Nonetheless, you’ll find yourself rooting for Polly to figure it out.