rain

It is raining outside. I am sitting on the couch next to Ella, who is sleepily sucking her thumb. The humidity from the rain seems to have found its way into the soft curls that frame her face. Ross has lined up his clones which he says can also be storm troopers. In the background, Star Wars is playing and from time to time, looks up to see what incredible dramas are unfolding.

I can't help but notice how the grape vine is tangling itself around the branches of our cedar. How much work it will be for poor Dave to prune.

The rain is coming down hard now and the leaves look as if they are shivering.