rain

in the year since i've written last, a million important and insignificant things have happened, including this:  i now have a garden.  not a big garden, or an organized garden, or a front-yard-appropriate garden (as the cilantro takes over the pathway to our front door), but a garden nonetheless.  today, driving in to work, i noticed the flat-bottomed clouds sliding out over the gray sky, and silently thanked God for the possibility of rain. 

then, shocked at my own thankfulness for the thing about this city i like the least, i paused.  thankful for a gray, rainy pittsburgh day?  me?

yes.  turns out when rain is what you're given, a garden is what you need.