Dedicated to the memory of Sean Bell and Michael Donald...Respect... ...VOTE...Fight, Fight the Power, You've GOTTA Fight the Powers That Be! (Thanks, Isley Brothers and Public Enemy)
I feel like I need to check for ducklings behind me. I've stepped in enough mud and puddles to last until next spring. I worn all of my rain gear several times over and had to replace umbrellas twice because the season has been so rough. The up side is the rain is calming to me and my spirit rests well. I feel warm and tender, sweet and soft, loved and loving while the rain hits the windowpanes and dances on the pavement.