|Our perfect rows of flowers|
|We pulled the dead ones, didn't have the heart to pull the ones that were still hanging on. Our grass is green by the grace of God... we've only watered three times these past three weeks.|
I looked at the weather forecast for the rest of the week and was disappointed not to see predictions for a full week of this wet stuff. I love the rain... I'm not sure exactly what it is, but I feel this amazing sense of peace when it's pouring down. I love being home and listening to my favorite rainy day music. That would be music from the 1940's or some incredibly bluesy tunes. Dorky I know.
I can close my eyes, and picture an old home with this music playing. Two people are slow dancing as the rain beats against the windows. OR, I can picture a smoky, darkened blues club. Every time the door opens it brings in the rain, and someone shaking their umbrella off. There are people everywhere, dancing or sitting and listening to the music at small, round tables. Laughing, smoking... the women have their cigarettes in those long holders.
Enough of this. I stopped blogging to edit some pictures. Can we say ADD? Yes, yes we can. I wanted to post some in this blog, but I think what I'll do is post another blog with pictures from our mini business trip. I'll do this later, since the picture editing has taken me so long. I downloaded some new editing apps, and I've been having fun playing with them!
I hope everyone has a wonderful Saturday... picture blog to come later this evening!