So it’s not the volume of rain that is making the trees hard to see this morning, but the volume of the already fallen rain that has accumulated on the screens that makes the whole outside blurry. At least it is rain and not snow the practical part of my mind reassures me. The upside to the weather is that the temperature will be in the sixties today, but the rain, I assume, will make the possibility of being outside still unpalatable.
Off to Pilates shortly, and then nothing until my now biannual visit to the oncologist. All I have to complain of is an earache, but even so, one tends to paranoia. It’s hard to stop crying wolf when there once really was a wolf.
white pebble 