Sunday, August 02, 2009

Rainy Days and Sundays, Redux

It's thunderstorming again. We've had some kind of rain nearly every day this summer, but it has allowed us to catch up from several years of drought. I've gained a new stoicism for the process of drying out after being soaked by an errant cloud.

Today, though, is a good day. My house smells of cinnamin candles and hazelnut coffee, Billie Holiday is drifting through the speakers, Sophia proved willing to spend some quality time cuddling on the couch and my house is nearly clean. Once I'm finished with that, I'll curl up with and reread Jacqueline Carey - "Kushiel's Avatar." Yay for Sundays!

1 comment:

Suldog said...

Sundays are the best. Rainy ones are even better, in some ways.