Cold rainy morning

I awoke to a rainwashed day. The air is crisp and smells wonderful. Before the storms moved in yesterday there were people out mowing their lawns. Is there any other sound that is so associated with summer? Today the newly mown lawns are getting a drink so they can continue their cycle of growing and mowing.

Rice for breakfast. Appropriate, since Arkansas is a rice growing state. Not this part of the state though, its too mountainous.

As I sit here typing I can look out the window and see a beautiful blooming redbud tree, with bright green of newly emerging leaves surrounding it. Now I have to decide where to explore today.