Another thunderstorm. We sat in the sanctuary and listened to the rumblings and crashings and the pelleting of the raindrops on the metal roof. It's lovely to sit outside and yet feel cozy and smell the rain and feel the heat of the day turn into coolness. I think of some of you who don't have this and wish I could just bottle some up and send it to you. It turned beastly hot too early and it causes the thunderstorms (at least I think that's how it works.).
Leonard installed a ceiling fan in my art room. It makes all the difference in the world - it moves the air around. It's wonderful. I hope you had a good day and found some things to be grateful for. Diane