It was raining when I got up this morning. It rained while I had my coffee and read the paper and worked on the crossword puzzle. It rained when I walked the dog. It rained when my niece and grandnieces arrived for Easter weekend. It rained through lunch and the baby’s nap, and it rained through what was supposed to be a lovely spring easter egg hunt at our local club. It rained while I ran a few errands and did a couple of loads of laundry.
At about 5 o’clock it stopped raining and I went out and took a picture of a puddle.
