Rainy Day

It’s the wettest start to summer I can remember. Gloomy, but the garden seems to be enjoying it. The gardener, less so.

According to the weather forecast, I’ll spend the day with words—writing, reading, with maybe a trip to the bookstore thrown in somewhere. Not a bad way to spend a day.

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Once a month I share ideas in an email to help you write your own slice of life story. I sent the July note, about summer loves, out to subscribers this morning. Here’s where you can sign up to receive it if you’re not already on the list.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. Rainy days make for sharp photos and a chance to “cocoon.” 🙂

  2. It rained and rained in May and most of June. Long grass, bushes grew, but now it quit totally and turned hot and browning. Tender for a wildfire. Humidity unusually high this morning so hoping.

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