Oh, the Water

 A summer storm is a reminder that if you don't live life NOW, it will be too late.  The downpour is so intense and complete, yet so fleeting, that if you don't run outside at the first roll of thunder, you might miss the whole thing.  Before you know it, the clouds will lift and the inevitable rainbow will fill the sky.  If you stay inside, you'll feel regret that you didn't dance in the rain while you had the chance.  You can't let a summer storm slip by without being a part of it.  That would be a shame, because they are really quite rare and quite memorable.  So I make it a point to get drenched whenever a sultry summer sky unleashes a deluge, lest I pass up a chance to feel charged and electrified, and hopefully not in the literal sense, as lightening is always a possibility during these downpours.

 However, you're far more likely to see smiles and hear laughter than you are to get struck by lightening, so I'll take the chance.

 It rained so hard that what Tziporah was doing could almost be considered skinny dipping!

 As Scott and I sat on the front porch watching the kids, my favorite Van Morrison song played in my head...

Hey, where did we go
Days when the rains came?
Down in the hollow
Playin' a new game

Laughin' and a-runnin', hey hey
Skippin' and a-jumpin'
In the misty morning fog
With our, our hearts a-thumpin'

And you, my brown-eyed girl
You my brown-eyed girl.

Scott used to call me his brown-eyed girl, and then when Golda was born, he looked into her diminutive face and called her his brown-eyed girl!  I had some sort of postpartum meltdown and Scott promised me that I and only I would ever be his brown-eyed girl.  Cute story, huh?

 Freestone takes good care of his brood.

 There was a sailboat race and a hot tub construction project.  The water was very warm!

These are the days of endless summer
These are the days, the time is now
There is no past, there's only future
There's only here, there's only now.

-Van Morrison