Greetings from my shed.
Nourishing rain. I was starting to feel sorry for the grass. It needs this. More than I need this coffee. But there's nothing better than sheltering, supping and writing. And it's too early for wine.
I belong to the rain. If you can be happy on a rainy day, you can be happy any day.
Things I did:
Well, I reluctantly ditched Tin…