After the Rain

Last evening, the rain blew through...

...washed away the pollen...

...and gave way to rays...

and rays...

of sun.

Singing in the Rain

Last night Mr. B&B and I walked to the asian fusion restaurant two blocks away from our house for dinner. It was raining. I brought my Oilily umbrella.

As we chitter chattered under the umbrella, we passed an 8 or 10 year old boy sitting on his front stoop. He started singing, "under my umbrella, ella, ella eh eh eh..."
I joined in. Impromptu and too fun. He made my day.

It's Spring!

Rain has been abundant! As Mr. B&B said last night, "April showers..." and I replied "Bring May flowers!"

When I was little I used to think rain brought boats... You know... the Mayflower...? I was a little confused, but I have lived in Massachusetts all my life and we often went to Plymouth to see the Mayflower so my thought process wasn't completely daft. And rain and the ocean and...

So, anyway, speaking of May flowers, the beginning of them are making their debut in our front garden.



The birds outside my window have been serenading me all day, too.

It is truly Spring. A new beginning.