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Thursday, September 16, 2010

First Rain in Days

As a gardner I have been waiting all week for the prospect of rain. Rain started before dawn with rumble of thunder. Of course in reality rain complicates a multitude of things. Firstly this morning getting all the dogs out, in the shortest time possible, but wet floors, tail marks on walls inevitable. Then waking up the kids for school was not a pleasant chore. Who wants to get up on a morning like this? Mornings like this are meant for sleeping in.

By 6:30 am I was getting Osso Bucco (Paula Deen's recipe) in the Crockpot for a dear friend who I knew could use a little help today. At 8:00 she called to say that the meal would be much appreciated. Things have gone from bad to worse as she deals with her 23 year olds son's recently diagnosed epilepsy and her mother's cancer journey. So much on her plate it makes my heart ache. I feel gray just like the skies. Keep Lorinda in your prayers if you would.

Need to head to work for a few hours and then I am looking forward to catching up with all of you, my new blogging friends and inspiration. I know that if the sun is not shining by then your posts will chase the gray away.

Ruthann