We visited Baskett Slough National Wildlife Refuge this weekend.
We picked Elsa up from college and escaped for the day. The girls were happy to be together again.
I always experience a strange and lovely feeling when we begin walking somewhere. Like anything could happen. As we neared the top of the viewpoint, it began to rain.
I love the smell of rain on my wool sweater, on the sodden earth, on the dead leaves. Have you ever been walking, and it starts to rain, and the companions you’re with are so companionable that they just keep walking and allow the rain to say everything? I have.
This one loves the rain. She glories in it.