It's raining again, and hard.
I wonder if this is what it is like in the rainforest, only warmer--right now, it feels more like February than May.
The tree I ran into earlier is back to dripping water--took only a few minutes to recoup the water it dumped onto my head when I ran into it.
I look out the window and see water pooling at the edge of the plastic covering the potted plants on the back porch--they're still fragile from being potted and it's going to get cold tonight.
There's tomato soup and grilled cheese for dinner, and I'm excited. Perfect food for a perfectly rainy day.