This was a rare week where I didn't mind the rain although I had to get up and go to work. I was fine with the weather as long as Saturday was as beautiful as they could come. And, seemingly in response to that internal barter, Friday evening came in like a lion and Saturday morning woke up like a lamb. That lion was a beautifully awe-inspiring sight to see.
A rainbow in the midst of the turmoil
Saturday was a perfect day for our first summer gathering at the house. We had great company, food aplenty, and used our barbeque pit for the first time (to grill up 24 brats). I thought we were going to deconstruct it brick by brick, using the pieces we picked off of it as landscape features. But after yesterday, I think ole' BBQ is here to stay. Summer really is the good life.