Oregon's summer has been abyssmal so far. ABYSSMAL.
I have low standards for this state. I expect it to rain from mid-September THROUGH April, without end. But by May, we're supposed to get a break.
And there has been little, if any, break. Instead it's been rain, rain, and more rain. And lots of what I call "psycho weather days" where it starts one way, is predicted to be another, and turns out to be something else entirely.
I don't like to complain about the weather. I was, after, all, raised in the Pacific Northwest for most of my life, even if I wasn't born here. But really...this is just kinda stupid.
Nora says funny things in the car. If she sees sunny skies she'll say "we can play outside today!" and if she doesn't, she says "we'll play in the gym today!"
Then sometimes she groans a bit and says: "Another gym day, Mom..."
To which I say "Welcome to Oregon, kid..."
I got through my first year of nursing school this past week (another post to come)... and with it came some time off, and today, a bit of good weather.
And today came a few nice days with the Lupines, who were planted with the other wildflowers last year when our tree fell down.
AND, today, for the first time, Miss Nora saw me taking a picture and said "Take a picture of me Mom?"
Who says no to that!?!?