downpour.

If I thought Wednesday's rain was heavy... yesterday was even worse [or better depending on the way you look at it]. John and Jill had quickly stopped by to drop something off to Mom. I ran outside to see the kids in the car it started trickling. After they had drove off Mom pointed out thunder and I knew exactly what my next move would be. I dashed into my room, threw off my denim, put on some gym shorts and ran outside to enjoy the peace of rain falling gently on my face. Ky ran out there with me because she was still in her gym clothes and we soon found ourselves being drenched in the downpour.

I have loved the last few days of being able to run in the rain, carefree.

That is when I love it the most.

Two enthusiastic thumbs up from me and Ky.

The rain is beautiful. It makes me feel more alive.