Rainy Day Photo Essay I

Some people think rainy days are wasted. I just think they are a different way to have happiness. Mine was bubbling over this morning.

Put on lentil/veggie soup in the slow pot cooker. Thank you Clare again and again for the pot.

Made a pot of green tea.

Crawled back into a toasty bed to check emails and read a book set in this area during WWII 

by a woman in my Spanish class. Always good to have another writer nearby.

Admired the rain glistening on the rubber tree on the patio outside my window.

Watched Max.