Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.

So can you.

after the rain


Last weekend we returned early from our trailer retreat because a huge line of thunderstorms came through. On the one hand, I was happy to be home in order to prepare for the board meeting. On the other hand, I think we missed an opportunity to experience the woods after a rain storm. We could have gone for muddy, splashy Jeep drive. We could have gone for pizza in town. Both are things we make no time for when the weather is sunny and hot. Instead we picked up a pizza in the city and I got harrassed by one of the owners. And then we spent the evening watching a bad movie.

There is a lot of talk lately on the internet about cat-calling. But what happens when the cat-calling is happening in a place of business with a guy holding a hot pizza hostage? This is what I did: I kept my calm until I got my pizza then vowed to never order a pizza from there again.


  1. I'm so sorry about the bad night - that guy sounds like an ass, and I'm glad you kept your cool. This is a gorgeous photo, though, so I hope reveling in your photographic talent makes up for it. : )

    1. When I got back to the jeep with the pizza in hand, Dave immediately aked "was the crazy guy there?" Why yes, he was and you are right, he is an ass. I don't like how his behavior is dismissed by others as crazy. I think it is rude and a definitely a form of harassment. The pizza wasn't even good. But I agree, perusing the photos makes me feel great!


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