It poured, and they sat right there. Sometimes fluffing themselves up. Sometimes preening, but mostly just relaxing!
Perfect!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
After another round of rain,
We had fog in the early morning!
Fog is a huge delight for me. It’s not unheard of here, but it’s usually a rather rare occurrence.
My mother always said fog was a cloud that sat down on the world—so we could enter the world of Fairy for a bit.
I delighted in that thought then, and I still do now!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We had a rain. Well, really a light mist not a drizzle, but a mist. I stepped outside to get something when I saw this—-a misty rain cloud? A Ball of Misty Rain? Mist— all light and lovely.
The scent of late winter/early rain is like receiving a special kiss from the sky.
All lovely and unique.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
After a big dust-blowing wind
Storm clouds rolled in with sprinkles of water now and again.
But, the big news
It isn’t the rain or wind but the turndown of the heat and the uptick of the cooler (much) weather.
We thought—-one more ride with the top down!
🙂 🙂 🙂
“Happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn’t know you left open.”—John Barrymore
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda