Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

I love it when Sidd(our german shorthair) falls asleep in the dead-bug pose, or when our hound curls up as well as his lanky limbs allow and his front legs hug the back ones.

When I started this blog the kids were outside playing in the sprinkler while I watched a storm rumble in. Now we are in the middle of a downpour and the children are experiencing it from the trampoline. I'm watching cars speed down our street through the soaked and distorted picture window because now seems more a time for reflection than it does a time for chores.

What do I see?

I see heat tired dogs asleep at my feet, leaves catapulted from the tops of trees, waving branches, glistening concrete and airborne children.

What do I hear?

I hear reluctant thunder, leaves whispering the wind, tires sighing through puddles, and the rattling chatter of our ceiling fan.

Rain, rain, stay all day. Never ever go away......

Now it's done and although I am ready for a nap, I promised to practice my pecan pie prowess. And ah..... what a perfect day for pie.