About a year ago I did a post celebrating September 1st. That’s when thunder season is supposed to end – or so I thought. In reality we had bunches of thunderstorms during the month of September. I was not very happy.
So this September 1st I decided I’d better not celebrate. And it’s a good thing too because we had a big thunderstorm and bunches of rain. But the storm finally ended and my person said it was safe to go out.
I’m thinking my person announced that on a loudspeaker because I wasn’t the only one who came out.
The sun came out, but I didn’t really notice. There were too many interesting things on the trail.
Some mushrooms came out.
Then a rainbow came out, but it seemed to be rainbowerly challenged. It wasn’t all there.
But the best thing of all was when I discovered that my puddle came out.
What do you mean, I can’t drink the water?
I’m not drinking it. I’m just giving my puddle a kiss.