... well I'm sort of hoping it'll stop enough for me to get home dry this time.
It's been a Neruda kind of day. I came in to work as it was destined to rain and I had much to do to catch up and get ahead.
I'm always amazed at how much I can do on a weekend day at work. I achieve more in two hours than I do a normal day, with no interruptions, no segues. So, as much as I refuse to make a habit of it, at times it's very effective.
The rain did start. And I enjoyed the strange pearly light coming in my two office windows, a pearly glow that got progressively darker, until it begain to feel a little apocalyptic. At its heaviest the rain has been magnificent.
I warmed myself with my stash of peppermint tea, some Godiva dark chocolate pearls, and this beautiful scene from Truly, Madly, Deeply (1990 - has it already been 21 years?!)
//Update: The sky cleared, the barometric pressure dropped... all is cool and fresh now - heaven.