Rain followed on the heels of the windy day we saw a few days ago. Elizabeth and Isidore couldn't be stopped from dashing right out into it. Aliana went to find her slippers and hat. I put on soup for dinner.
We all enjoyed the sound of the rain on the yurt roof. It's a special sound. We are very cozy and well-insulated, but there isn't a lot of thickness separating the interior of our home from the weather outside, certainly not as much as in a tradional wooden house. As a result, each raindrop makes its arrival known. When it really pours down we are all forced to pause in our conversations and listen to Mother Nature's voice for a time.
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Robin, this is the pic that moved my friend Sarah so much. Your children (oh I guess they are Pat's too :) ) are fantastic. I know, like all kids they can drive you bananas but this is a picture I will keep in my mind for a long time. Love to have a print... hint hint. I love you all.
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