…showers of blessings we need. Mercy drops ’round us are falling, but for the showers, we plead.”
“The old lady” was sitting in her rocking chair counting her blessings. The rain is so refreshing after our extreme heat and humidity. The porch is delightful, the yard is beautiful, and the trailer is comfortable. Who could ask for anything more? Well, “the old lady” had to rebuke the wind because the red, white, and blue bottles were swaying and almost crashing against one another. Apparently not quite enough distance between the displays? Can you see the rain running off the porch roof?
