The rain is falling in Seattle, as it often is. It alternates between a soaking and a mist, and the wet leaves lay in colorful clumps around the trees. It is Sunday, and there is a lot of time to appreciate the damp beauty of the world over a long slow pot of tea. It’s been windy for a few days, and the trees look like they are dancing for me, coquettishly shaking the leaves that still cling to their branches.
Time to go out and seize a lazy restful day!
See you tomorrow!