Listening to the pitter patter

    Hi everyone,

    Sunday afternoon as we finished planting some geraniums we felt the first sprinkles of rain. The sky had been warning us to hurry and thunder claps added exclamatory remarks.

    Jennifer Murvin, on the panel the other day we talked about prompts. This one works well for me.

    We poured something over ice and took chairs just outside our door where we were protected from the rain and sat there enjoying the thunderstorm until it eventually passed on by. There’s something about the sound of falling rain, even when the drops are hitting the water in our pool. Ahhh.