Rainy Day

I'm sitting here looking out at sheets of rain, falling into the creek that separates our town from the next town, and wondering what the creek, which is usually dry, looks like. Not going out to see, though. The trees along the creek are all waving and drowning. Guess I'll go do a little cooking for dinner and hope it stops before too long because I have stuff to do and I'd rather do it on bike than in a car.

Just finished the first final draft of a review which I must now stop tinkering with and leave on the back burner for a few weeks till I can see it again and decide if it's ready for the publisher. Which also means it's time to think about finding something else to review or translate, or maybe I'll just watch reruns of House of Cards. 

I like the sound of rain on the roof.