rain

It's in the seventies outside, and I went walking in my pajamas, just to enjoy the flat bladed grass under my feet, wet and cold and so very green. It's gorgeous for a Texas summer. I wonder if we will get more storms tonight.

I stood outside at work the other night after my late smoke break, and there was a scattered flash of raindrops. The smell of water and warm concrete, dust and grass never ceases to make me stop. If any one smell could remind me of home, or of Texas, that would have to be it. I've been in the rain in other states and other countries and it doesn't smell the same.

Going to clean the house today, and then make pie and watch movies and be extraordinarily lazy.

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I'm listening to my new Bedhead cd and wondering if they are still around, if they're from Texas and when I could see them. It's kinda like Belle and Sebastien but with a much more rock sound.

Beautiful day. Micah and I cleaned a bit around the house, and I scrubbed the kitchen floor. There are squirrels running around outside, and a breeze, and I'm going to make pie.

Life is good.