Last night it rained and rained. And it was perfect.
As the rain started, I was cooking pasta and meatballs for me and boyfriend. As we ate, the rain intensified. Two of my best girls were over, and we sat in the kitchen with the door open. I could hear the raindrops hitting the deck on the other side of the screen door as we sipped red wine, munched on strawberries and dark chocolate, and talked and planned and laughed and got serious and then laughed some more.
photo by MichaelBarrow on flickr