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I love and hate when I get so absorbed in something that I forget everything else exists.

Don't need no tricks

I thought today would be another sunny, drab, monotonous day full of the expected, but I was much pleased to look out the window to grey skies! Perhaps the rainy days I fell in love with in the southeast have made a special trip to greet me.

Traffic seemed more tolerable, walking on miles of asphalt wasn't as depressing, even standing in lines was somewhat pleasant and amusing with the patter of raindrops outside.

I can't help but wonder what these desert dwellers think when the skies turn a lovely sad color. Are they thinking "Finally!" or "I moved to the desert to avoid days like these?" The one thing for sure that crosses my mind is "I miss home." Also, "I wish there were a decent plot of land to lounge in the wet grass."

The photo to the right was taken a few days ago, but I feel the tree lady's expression is close enough to my own at the moment.