Journal

Pink and hoping for sun.

I'm supposed to be going on a picnic tomorrow. It's home-schooling thing, kids getting together, etc. I just hope the rain lets up. It's not that I'm anti wet weather, in fact, I like all weather, but too much of anything does me in. There was too much snow before, now there's so much rain everything is getting flooded. I think it's too much to ask that I get up tomorrow to a bright sunrise, and the kids can run about without wellies.

Still, it's nice now, dark, damp and misty, and when I stood outside my front door a minute ago, wrapped in my big pink blanket, I could hear the cows in the field next door, either gently mooing or tearing up chunks of grass. Overhead bats flapped about, circling manically, getting a little too close to my head for comfort, so I came back in....