Happiest in the Rain

The missionaries stopped by on their P-Day and ended up
helping us move our TV, playing pickup sticks and of course
ending with a deep doctrinal discussion. A lovely rainy day.

 I've always loved the rain. Most of my childhood memories belong in Oregon where I felt happiest, and I was always happiest in the rain. I've now lived in Twin Falls for over 10 years and I've never lost my love of the rain. I love the feeling as it slides off my skin and streaks my hair. I love the smell of rain, as the dampness and vegetation mix to create a beautiful cleansing. I love the look as droplets touch every surface, window panes, street gutters, leaves, a pool surface, the tops of umbrellas. I love the sounds of splashing puddles and dripping water. And most of all I love dancing in the rain, singing in the rain, and feeling alive, at peace, and renewed in the rain.

This rainy morning I was coaching Sagebrush (the YMCA summer swim team)
and loving every minute of it! Juble found a butterfly and Lindsey and Abby were
definitely enjoying their woman cave. :)

-Natalie Cherie