The day was overcast, again. But Colleen was here for a visit, so when 5:00 rolled around, we prepared ourselves a cocktail and headed to the screen porch for a catch-up chat.
The thunder rolled. And the rain was doing its familiar pit pit pitter patter on the roof and the patio and the pond.
It’s rained for 14 days, I said after a while. I say we go for it.
And so we did, walking across the porch, down the side yard and on to the fabulous by-the-water deck built by my husband Tim, the one yet to be christened in this ceaseless downpour summer.
30 Days of Fun II