Morning Rain

Over the weekend we had pouring rain.

I spotted Alex silently watching.

I've let the boys' hair grow out this summer and now

they have mops of curly wonder! :)

Thanks to Windex, you can't see the glass, but Alex has his nose and hand pressed up against the door. I should have taken an 'after' shot of the dirty glass when he left! LOL! No garden this year, but it did finally get tilled and the weed block is laid. I'll be ready to go nice and early next spring. I love to sit inside and watch the rain! Maybe Alex got that from me! It's beautiful! The sound of the pitter patter is relaxing. Just after I snapped these pictures, I read this beautiful poem about rain, written by Pink Dogwood of Wandering Mind. Go check out her blog !

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morning rain

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rain drops played a song on the roof

the wind carried it away

lightening flashed a smile in the eastern sky

the trees danced with joy

the thunder clapped with excitement

my heart skipped a beat

.

it is morning commute time

and the morning commuters

ducked there heads

got in their cars

annoyed at this rain

which could only mean bad traffic

.

but if only they would use this time

to slow down and watch the show

of light and sound and water

and feel their world

being washed anew