I came home from work at Williams-Sonoma today after a torrential morning down pour and enjoyed sangria and really tasty cheese on the patio with some neighbors.
They left and then the rain started....again.
It was a nice summer rain. Cool and redolent of childhood summer days when there was rain but no lightening. Running in the gutters at Memorial Park.
The company and libations were better. There were no bugs.
We were getting soaked, even under the umbrella, so we moved to the porch.
The rain still came and poor June looked for playmates, even though she was soggy.
The afternoon of tremendous accomplishment continued. The rains stopped, again, and the chicken went onto the grill....
Hope your Sunday was as chill, albeit manic, as mine.
3 years ago