I Yesterday I woke up to bright sunshine pouring through my bedroom window and onto the wall. This morning I woke up to the sounds of rain being blown up against that same bedroom window as if someone were throwing small pebbles trying to get my attention, but no one else’s.
Grandma #2 came into town on Thursday to meet Ezra. She took the bus up to Chicago. It was a windy and rainy evening. I snapped a few pictures before her bus came.