So the Sunday before the 2015 MLK Day was rainy – HARD rain – the kind that blew any thoughts of tip-toeing places – everyone’s boots were soggy. Zip didn’t even – you know – till like 1:00 pm – “No way” she said, over and over this morning. Pounding, blinding, pouring rain. On a Sunday? O yea! PJs and boots, TED Talks, cramming the woodstove, caramelized onions because – why not on such a day?
It stopped as fast as you might imagine, then a brief sky blue strip before the fog bellowed in below, seeping in and pouring up and enveloping it all.
We went down to the water after the main rain because – oh duh.
And now we’re making mac and cheese because we can. #winterweekend