That's been my refrain for the last two days. It's been a peaceful, comforting feeling to be trapped inside by the rain that's parked itself over DFW area. If it went on for a week, maybe I'd complain, but not about two days after weeks and weeks of blistering heat and sun. Besides, being trapped inside means significant progress on my book, quilt, living room painting, and I watched a movie with my son! Must have something to do with being from the North. My daughter said she'd been having memory flashbacks about PA all day.
"Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain, telling me it's time to go home." Home is a state of mind, though.
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Posted on 9/13/2009