The house is quiet with only the soft rain falling this morning. It kindly waited until the newspapers were brought in and started immediately after. There was little thunder with it and that was soft and rolling in the distance. Lets hope the 'Glades got more vigorously falling water and ours was the edge of the storm.
This quiet time seems necessary. I have discovered that I am an earlier bird than I thought. Not too early though. And not if there are errands in view. Then, perversely, I want to sleep 'til noon.
Only the rush of air from the AC keeps me company.