These pics are from a few weeks ago when it was raining cats and dogs outside. The storm poured in and soaked our windowsills, along with anything that happened to also be there. It was blissful, and we kept the windows open anyway. I sat on the floor and just stared at that spot with the bottles for about 20 minutes, completely content.
Wisdom from my mom: rainy day moments are golden, because there is no expectation of emotions. You have permission to just chill out, and watch Lifetime movies all day long (or do whatever your guilty pleasure is.)