It rained last night, a little bit, and I was thankful. Still, I asked for more (greedy child that I am) and now I have stopped working on my current project, turned off the radio, and stand in the deck doorway to watch, smell, feel the rain and listen to the booming bass drum music of the thunder. September rain hints of delightful days to come when the dog days are over and there's a refreshing nip in the air. I am very, very grateful.
Thank You so much, my Father.