And the thunder rolls

What a delicious day this has been. It started with sleeping in and then a leisurely shower and then Weaver Street for that fabulous rustic bread. Home for butternut squash soup, bread, smoked gouda, and wine. Since then, there have been movies and chocolate and glorious, wonderful rain. Rain and thunder and beautiful greens and blues and browns.

Right now has me wishing I could draw or sketch because I want to sketch Lucinda and maybe Adam and Max and Noah. Maybe I should try?