You and Me and Rain on the Roof

The Season of Porch Sitting has Returned

It’s a wet and dreary Sunday as I write this, with the first thunder of the season. Not bold and booming thunder, but an occasional rumbling, as if the sky is crackling open to pour out the moisture. The dampness dims the low 60’s temperatures, but nevertheless, wearing a hoodie and wool socks, I carried my laptop to the porch. The windchimes, tormented…