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...oh come, never come
Oh, come to me, beautiful rain...

-- Ladysmith Black Mombazo, Beautiful Rain

I've just spent a lovely 20 minutes sitting on my back steps, having a nice long smoke as I dig on the raindrops lacing my lemon tree like ropes of jewels.

Yes, we have RAIN!

At some point in the night, the sky opened up and we've been getting soaked since. The temp is coolish-warmish, which is very nice, and the air is full of that wet smell. It took a while to get Frodo to come in for his breakfast, because he so fucking hates to get wet, but once in he decided that's it for him, and is curled up on my bed doing his level best to forget the sky can even do that. (Casey, of course, didn't leave the house last night and so is now being annoyingly smug.)

I'm gonna cook up some bulgur for breakfast. That stuff is awesome. I've never been fond of oatmeal, so it's nice to find a cooked grain I can enjoy in the morning.

Am considering making some blackberry rugelach today, as I just got a tasty-looking jar of conserves at Trader Joe's. Since my brother's birthday was yesterday, I gotta make him a batch of cookies as my usual gift - baking comes in so handy when you've no money for gifts - so I'll take the opportunity to see if this stuff works for rugelach. I'm told I've gotten really good at making them. *buffs nails on lapel*

So begins the autumn.

Celebrate the Rain - Alice di Miceli