"...Well what do you want me to do I've thrown away everything for you
well I've wasted my dreams
each day it seems
I'm losing my way back to you ..."
Blue Rodeo - After the Rain
Makes you want to believe there's a pot of gold, doesn't it?
Seems the bugs enjoy post rain frolic time - I guess you could call it "happy hour".
Macro - not Mac-roni, but macro - makes you appreciate the small things.
So apparently the grass is much lusher and appealing after the rain. She zipped out of the house so fast to go munching I thought that there was a free all-you-can-eat buffet...which, in essence, I guess there was.
Sometimes she makes it look so very unappetizing.
