..rain drops on roses and whiskers on..on..um....my chin?

OK, so we don't currently have a cat to be able to correctly finish that song.

But, rain drops are one of my favorite things...{as opposed to whiskers on my chin}

On the metal roof off the lean-to that covers the side of the work shop..ping ping as the rain starts..

The the sounds coupled with the smell of fresh summer rain? Perfection..

And that's what we had last evening. A quick and heavy late afternoon summer rain.

What a perfectly lovely way to end a perfectly ordinary week.

Oh, one more thing....one of the little cute fuzzy chickens next door?


She's a HUGE, big footed, ornery....rooster!

Yeah, like cockadoodle-fricken-DO rooster. And her..I mean his..voice is changing! So we go out and hear this almost-clearing-his-throat..

"ar AR ar ..um...{cough cough clear throat}.Ar AR AR ARRR!


..and she's, I mean he's so proud. And big. Did I mention big? Like..huge.. Such a good cockadoodledo-er..

Then he walks over and pecks the top of one of the girls heads and feathers start to fly..dust rises as she runs away, trying to hide..

..little pecker..

..seriously.

But it's a sound I LOVE to hear..a little country morning in our little corner of the city..


So as I sit here in the wee hours of this new day and think about the sounds I love to hear.

My door is slightly closed (so as not to wake Mr. B so early) I hear another sweet tiny sound from the other side, a teensy little almost inaudible whine from Lulu..she's up and wondering what I'm up to..I don't usually work with the doors closed.

"You want out Girly-girl??"

"Nope..just wanting to know you're OK..I'll come in and lay down in Braxton's bed for a while. You keep doing what you're doing..I'll just...rest..my..eyes."..{snore, snore..}



And so my Saturday begins. How's your going so far? Enjoy it! It'll be another whole ordinary week 'til you can use it again..

-me