We had rain all day yesterday (along with a couple of peals of thunder). I love a good summer thunderstorm, but I'm not a fan of cold, wintry days. One good thing about the rain(well, it might not be a good thing) was the creation of all the miniature class-5 rapids caused by the runoff. In this town we have plenty of hills and plenty of pavement, which leads to much runoff. I always want to get out of the car, put on some rubber boots, and put toy boats in the water and follow them as they go with the flow; each riverlet connecting with other riverlets, growing and picking up speed along the way. As a child we used to go out in my Grandmother's yard as soon as possible after a good summer rain, and we'd dig canals and connect mud puddles with one another, build mud dams, etc... I think I'd still have fun doing that with the boys - if we had some dirt.
I'm going home to see the folks and the new neice this weekend now that everyone's healthy on my end. I'm also going to look at a van one of the Asheboro brethren is trying to sell. I guess this is officially the beginning of middle age. *sigh* Of course, I'm not quite ready for the alternative.
Prayers would be welcome for a righteous resolution to the current visitation drama we find ourselves facing.
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You can borrow my rubber boots if you can get your foot in there. Of couse, they're bright yellow and come to my knee, so I don't know if that's your thing.
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