This post is for my friend in Copenhagen: Annette, you would have loved this garden so much.
Joyce and I visited her mom, Irma, in Los Angeles last Thursday. Los Angeles freeway traffic wasn't too bad, but I was grateful for Joyce driving us.
On the way home, we got caught in a desert downpour. It was powerful, but short-lived.
Fortunately, later at night, the cayon was blessed with a thunder storm that brought some more rain.
I was so tired, I have no idea how long the storm lasted. But I'm so grateful for the rain.
And also grateful that Faith is not afraid of thunder and lightning.
Just a bit concerned, looking at me - like: Hey, mommy, why don't you just make this stuff go away?