Yesterday it rained all day….a steady downpour. We each had a good ‘who dun it’ so we curled up under a toasty throw to warm our feet and read to our hearts content. The calliope of sound…the tings and patters and trickles and drops… sweet music to read by.
Sleep always seems deeper and easier to the sound of rain. And when morning came we just snuggled up warm together under the comforter and talked and watched the rivulets of water, run down the windows and turn the woods to into a smeared watercolor painting. We stayed there a long time….we didn’t have to be anywhere….