The storm and afternath

The rain beating on the garage roof, and sheets of rain blowing in all directions making it necessary to close the windows, the drumming on the plastic tarp covering the broken window--it was so exciting! And now the sun is shining and the birds are chirping. Just what I needed to break up the ho-hum existence of day-to-day living--work at the flower shop, laundry, sweeping, vacuuming, cooking. However, I derive comfort from writing my secret thoughts in my personal journal. And I am still hoping to get away for a few hours of therapy. Perhaps tomorrow?