I woke up to a bracing shower Saturday morning, when Lindy knocked over my water-glass. She’s normally nimble-footed, but that particular trip across my nightstand lead to an invigorating soak. The water doused my pillow, the bed sheets and of course me.
Sunday morning I woke up to the real deal: rain dropping softly on our parched state. It didn’t last long, but was wonderful nonetheless. Everything above and below looks refreshed. The sky seems brighter, the garden greener and the nearby hills are visible once again. February is off to a great start.
Rain is in the forecast over the next two days. Gathering clouds outside my window are a welcome view.
The Little Free Library weathered its first storm. Books are coming and going, but staying nice and dry behind closed doors.
What’s the weather up to in your neck of the woods?
My favorite weather is bird-chirping weather. ~Terri Guillemets