So the Monsoon is here... The glory days of the Mango are past, taking with it the unbearable heat, the loss of appetite, and the need to bathe three times a day! The heavens have opened, refreshing the baking asphalt, washing the dust off the trees, and veiling the scorching sun so the world is bathed in a gentle light. Now there's a new host of things to take care of. Where are the umbrellas? Is the leak from last year back? I need rain friendly shoes. Adam needs a raincoat. My appetite's back. Have to make time to workout.
But apart from all these little molehills, there are the mountains to consider... This is seriously good weather to curl up with a good book. Even better to snuggle up to a warm someone... Best of all, there's playing in the rain with a happy two-year-old! He smears himself with wet mud, hunts slippery earthworms and gathers fallen flowers with the infectious enthusiasm only little boys are capable of. My small son brings me so much joy... All I can do is revel in it, and thank God for it.... and have a hot bath ready for him...
But apart from all these little molehills, there are the mountains to consider... This is seriously good weather to curl up with a good book. Even better to snuggle up to a warm someone... Best of all, there's playing in the rain with a happy two-year-old! He smears himself with wet mud, hunts slippery earthworms and gathers fallen flowers with the infectious enthusiasm only little boys are capable of. My small son brings me so much joy... All I can do is revel in it, and thank God for it.... and have a hot bath ready for him...
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