A Restful Rainy Sunday Afternoon

I apologize that the previous post was so raw with emotion. Maybe it was good to get that out. Maybe it revealed too much of my fears. Whatever, it is water under the bridge.

Gordon took this picture of the Mississippi River Bridge looking from the Vidalia, Louisiana, side to the Natchez, Mississippi side. I just love the moody feel of this picture, and I've been looking for the right time to share it with you.

This Sunday afternoon is dark and ominous with thunderstorms all around our little county.  The rain is rebuilding the water tables for a long hot summer ahead.

These almost daily rain storms are making the grass and shrubs and trees grow like they were in a tropical jungle. We will spend the rest of the summer trying to catch up with all that needs to be mowed or bush-hogged or pruned.

I'm snuggling with and petting four little Westies as Gordon watches basketball playoffs, listens to Dallas Cowboy radio over the Internet (about the NFL draft) and watches the radar, tracking the progress of the various storms.

My old-timey method is to count seconds between the lightning bolt and the thunder that follows.  The number of seconds between flash and sound tell me how many miles the storm has to travel to reach this nest of buildings here on the farm.

Time to forget deadlines, responsibilities, heartaches and focus on the sound of snoring Westies.

Time to disengage and pay attention to the five senses....vanilla candle for smell, Westie fur and warmth and heartbeat for touch, the soothing sight of sleeping dogs for sight, the drone of sports on the television (need to find some soothing music)...and chocolate ice cream for taste.

Gee, I could go for an acupuncture session right now...or a pedicure/manicure (as long as I did not have to talk to anyone)...or a long, long soak in a spa tub.

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[Honey]

I absolutely hesitate to ask this question....I am afraid of the answer for you especially but for me as well.....Did Lara ever come home? Forgive my bringing it up but I obsess over this and have been there....just had to ask. Thought maybe I missed a posting, although I sure try not to. Prayerfully, Honey