The only sound that I can hear, aside from the tinkling of my keyboard while writing this post, is the soft trickling of rain outside my living room window. Our house is damp and slightly cool because today I am insisting on hearing the rain.
My son is quietly sleeping upstairs and I've put an old swing record on and am tending to my kitchen. So far I've spent the better part of the day cleaning at a slow, leisurely pace.
All the while, the birds are happily chirping outside my window, bouncing around in the rain and bathing in the puddles.
Slow. Dark. Quiet.
It's just that kind of day today.
Happy Monday girls. I hope you all had the loveliest of long weekends.