It's day 2 of my attempt at developing a blogging habit. And it's raining here. Torrentially. Again. My Personal Chef, who is also mighty handy with tools, may have to build us an ark.
I'm not complaining about the rain, mind you. I actually love the stuff. I know. I'm odd like that. I particularly love how when it rains this time of year here in the northeast, everything is colored in varigated shades of green greys.
My mood has been in varigated shades of green greys, too. It's somber, perhaps, but not without hope. It's very much like the ruggedly beautiful landscape of my beloved New England.