
We escaped the torrential rains, but they are coming. You can smell them on the breeze. The flowers are ready. Clyde is itching like he had a fresh case of fleas. Grab a cuppa and snuggle into a rocker. It has been an interesting week. Let’s talk.

The final picture of last night’s post was a self portrait. The pencil drawing was a companion to a poem written while I drew the picture. It did not fit with the theme of inspiring and the gift-giving nature of post, so I saved it for today.
https://mommasmoneymatters.com/poetry-poured/