Okay, I know most people think I’m weird, but I love the weather we had yesterday. Upper thirties, showers, drizzle and heavy downpours, then last night heavy gusts of wind mixed in with flashes and thunder rumbling across the sky. It was the perfect time to be inside with a great pooch.
As I closed the door after his last pee-pees of the night, I told him how lucky we were to have such a warm, dry place to live… then I threw another log into the wood stove.
And when we lay abed with battery operated candle casting a glow about the room, the wires connecting to the house rattled, rain clattered in sheets against the roof and window and he heaved a sigh, his warmth against my waist. Good times!