confessions of a weekend farmer's wife

I have a confession to make -- a secret that I'm keeping from my husband and inlaws. It is with much guilt that I share: I am happy that it is raining!

Although there is hay rotting on the ground as I write, I can't help but enjoy the droplets tapping on the windows, the cooler light that enters this space, the hush that comes over everything, the cancelled plans, a free afternoon to cuddle up with my little family unit and maybe even take a nap.

Yes, I am thankful for the weekend's rain storms. But, don't tell anyone!

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