The smell of rain this morning made me wish I was at Keji, cosied up in one of their picnic shelter houses with a wood stove and picnic tables and playing cards over tomato soup and crackers.
I spent the late morning and early afternoon in the King's library, which is about the most beautiful, elegant, no-rain-will-enter-here place that I know. I listened to the rain while perusing art books about science (and got paid to do it!).
I am wearing my cosiest sweater and listening to gentle rainy day music (more Rose Cousins, later maybe The Weepies or Pete Yorn or Sufjan Stevens).
Happy rain times!