Lovely Afternoon.

That was pretty.


It rained on my grill while I was trying to cook London Broil to eat chilled for dinner tonight, but a little severe thunderstorm goes nicely with beef, and I'll take rain any way it comes. There was wind, too, which I had hoped the Toad would quite appreciate—turns out, however, that he was more into staring and blinking. It's OK. He'll learn soon enough.