Rainy Days

Growing up I loved a good rainy day. When I was in high school I learned the beauty of a rainy afternoon spent reading a good book and drinking tea.

11 years in Southern California where rain was scarce and measured preciously each season, hoping to break into double digits but rarely accomplishing that made rain even more precious to me.

Now we live in the Pacific Northwest.

And it is raining today.

I can love any gray day as long as it is a rainy gray day.

And it is raining today.

It makes me smile.