Saturday, August 11, 2018

Soaking Rain

I can't even remember the last time we got a good, soaking rain, but you will not hear me complain that the first one in forever happened on my birthday. I don't care about the frizzy hair day, I don't care that my dog is a mud monster... that sound, that smell, the relief you can practically feel from the trees and plants... best. thing. ever.

It almost feels like a holiday.

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