Exceedingly Mundane

Hit his head and he went to bed and he didn’t get up till the morning… Anybody remember that old song or nursery rhyme?

I love the rain. I’m weird that way. But this time of year, especially, I love to see it rain. It rains so rarely here. We have been the last 3 or 4 weeks with only minimal rain. Now, for two days in a row, we’ve gotten a nice summer shower. Yesterday, about 5 PM, it came down really hard for 15 or 20 minutes. It even knocked over this planter out front. Which, by the way, doesn’t look like this any more. It was starting to look peaked before we left on vacation and it basically shriveled up and died since then. It’s not bloomed at all in the last couple of weeks. I think it may have some kind of bug or fungus in it.

Anyhoo, I digress. I love the rain, because of how good it is for all my plants, but mostly for this reason: I love to see my back fence.

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I love seeing my back fence after it rains. That’s because it looks like this:

Last summer, Tim used some kind of water sealant on the back fence to paint my initials. I had no idea he had done it, then the first time it rained, I saw it – my initials on the back fence (it’s faded quite a bit since then, but is still quite legible after a good rain!). I had no idea how it got there (silly dufus me), and so I called him at work and he told me that was his love note to me. Now, every time it rains, I go look out the back windows to see my love note from Tim. It’s a constant reminder to me of how much he loves me, how good he is to me, all of the little and big things he does for me every day, and just how much I love him. I’m so lucky to have him, and if I sometimes forget it, then all it takes is the rain to fall and I’m reminded of it again. Sort of like seeing a rainbow and being reminded of God’s promise to us. I feel the same way about my fence, and my sweet Tim. 🙂