Finally, after four days of rain, the sun is out, the sky is blue and the temperature is near 80. Isn't it terrible that four days of rain can cause everyone to be grumpy, yours truly included?
I've seen bluebonnets, Indian paintbrush, primrose, petunias, pansies, snapdragons, redbud trees, pear trees, all in bloom. It just didn't look quite right in 50 degree, wet, cold and gloomy weather.
After church and a trip to Walgreen's yesterday we stayed home. Ted left for Fort Worth this morning and I played bunco with my group at 10 a.m. When I left around 12:30 the beautiful sunshine was back and was so very welcome.
Nothing much else going on but this quote from the Robert Browning poem Pippa Passes came to mind:
The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his Heaven -
All's right with the world!