It's 6pm and I'm sitting here listening to the wind pick up in a big way. Monsoons may be finally moving in to the Valley of the Sun!
How we watched every storm that rolled through each summer. Sometimes sitting out back, waiting for each flash of lightning. Sometimes watching out the window as a downpour washed over our neighborhood. Sometimes embracing the wind and sprinkles as we dashed around, making sure the lawn furniture was tucked up so it wouldn't blow away.
Last year during one storm, someone's big umbrella flew into our yard!!
The big dust storms were amazing to watch.
Remember when we first moved in? We had nothing but dirt in the backyard, and it soon turned to mud as it rained. Sometimes into huge puddles. Sadie was a hoot running the backyard "racetrack" through the water and mud. But she's a little bit prissy now that she's older and refuses to walk into a puddle, let alone race through them!
This was our lonely backyard before we started sprucing things up. The little brick retainers so there could be a little bit of stuff growing.
How I will miss sitting in our chairs, hearing the rain patter, or the wind blow, without you in the chair next to mine. Sharing our days, laughing over a little joke, or our thoughts for improving this little house we call home.
Missing you every moment, son.
Love,
Mom
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