Friday, February 1, 2008


I love the rain. I love grey, dreary, drizzly days where going outside is walking into a cloud bank.

When I woke up this morning at O-dark-thirty, the first thing that I realized was that it was raining. Little thumps on the roof that sounded like home. I loved it. And, when I got up, it was indeed one of those days. One of those curl up with a good book, a home made afghan and a kitty days.

So, Pennsylvania has one thing in its favor. Good rain. Colorado rains, but it was more short term abuse with water droplets.

Um... more knitting. Later.

1 comment:

Tikabelle said...

I miss those days. There aren't very many of them here in the Bay Area either. Enjoy them for both of us, ok?