Saturday, September 17, 2011

when the rain came


Two days ago we had the first rain that I can remember in awhile and it perked me up immediately and I told you we had to go sit on the porch and watch. It was after dinner and you had your popsicle, and we opened the door and the screen door and sat down right on the threshold and you sat down right next to me, then moved back a little to sit a little more exactly where I was.

We sat for a moment then I said I needed a sweater and you said you needed one too, so we got sweaters from the closet and sat back down. Then you wanted to be wrapped up in my sweater too so you sat on my lap and we snuggled in and the rain came down even harder and we sat on the porch and watched the tomatoes get wet.

The air was chilly and fresh and you were solid and warm and the smell of the rain made me not feel sick at all and we were quiet as you ate your popsicle.

After, you went out and did a rain dance.

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