Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change. ~ James 1.17
It's been thundery and rainy and perfectly delightful for days. Except for the hour or two we lost power one evening, I've loved every soaking wet moment - from the light and steady drizzles to the drenching downpours. Is there anything more soothing or tranquil in the green month of August than the drips and drops and splashes of rain or the gentle thunder that grumbles in the distance in the dark quiet of night?
Photos: splashes of yellow flourishing in beds of green, nourished by the good and perfect gift of rain
