It’s raining.
The sky hangs dark and sinister as small, demure drops patter against the panes.
Obviously, it’s a perfect day.
Perfect for the likes of puddle jumping and dancing in the rain–two of the best activities in the whole wide world.
But, alas, there are project to be done. So, here I’ll sit, nursing a vat of hot tea, nibbling a scone, and listening to mood music . . .
Maybe, just maybe, when I mark the final item off my list, I’ll be rewarded with a good downpour.
At least a girl can dream.
Its been raining here and I'm glad that the sun has finally decided to break through. No more doldrumy weather for me
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I do love me some sunshine. However, I can handle the rain and blustery through December. It seems to go with the festivities. Of course, around here, it doesn\’t really pick up until January–and that makes me grumpy. 🙂