I Really do Love a Rainy Day - This Should Have Been On Friday, but I'm Writing for 5 Minutes

There really are perfect days.  For me, a perfect day is a day, when I wake up, and it's either raining or snowing.

This morning, we woke up to a vigorous thunderstorm.

The sound of the thunderstorm was more than a slight purring.

The thunder was exploding across the horizon.

I love mornings like this.

As I write this,

I am wrapped in a shawl 

and 

enjoying the quiet purring of both the cats and Pixie.

Yes, Pixie purrs.

Now, it seems that the thunder is passing,

but,

Wait!  I'm wrong.

My shoes are near.  I'm going to wait for that walk.  

Time is up.

More tomorrow.