It’s raining outside. I find that it’s hard not to go get my nose wet. The fresh tingling sensation that runs down my spine when those first chilled drops hit…it’s enough intoxication for anyone. I remembered the bags of garden dirt I left on the back porch last night, so of course, I used this as an excuse to go get drenched. After rescuing them to the garage, I stood in that down pour and just listened to the thunder. I wish it would stay……