In the early evening the rain came. The sound of rain on the roof is always magnified - a gentle pour sounds torrential, deafening at times, but it can also be the perfect soundtrack for a catnap or soak in the tub. Both of which are excellent ways to spend rainy spring afternoon.
Monday, March 29, 2010
sunday
Sunday was a gray and contemplative day. Best spent meditatively rolling pasta (for the freezer), listening to silence and waiting for the pelting of raindrops on the tin roof.
In the early evening the rain came. The sound of rain on the roof is always magnified - a gentle pour sounds torrential, deafening at times, but it can also be the perfect soundtrack for a catnap or soak in the tub. Both of which are excellent ways to spend rainy spring afternoon.
In the early evening the rain came. The sound of rain on the roof is always magnified - a gentle pour sounds torrential, deafening at times, but it can also be the perfect soundtrack for a catnap or soak in the tub. Both of which are excellent ways to spend rainy spring afternoon.
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Bliss.
I wish I could hop over into your world at this moment. Sounds so much nicer than humid heat and trying to chase beastly flies out the door. A perfect "pasta" post. Lovely Chelsea.
Thanks, ladies!
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