More rain, more thoughts. A string of them, to be exact.

What is it about the rain that makes me take a deep breath and feel that all is right with the world? Last night on my walk home from work, the guy in front of me was telling the girl next to him how much the rain made him feel depressed.

This I do not understand.

But about this rain, there is sure a lot of it out here on the east coast.

It's making me feel cozy and safe. It makes me want to stare at this picture all day:




(While listening to this song.)

(And that video is making this dress look especially appealing.) (But with this belt.)

It makes coming across this quote again all the more spine-tingling: 

“A child kicks his legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, “Do it again”; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, “Do it again” to the sun; and every evening, “Do it again” to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but He has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we.” -G.K. Chesterton

Happy Thursday, blog friends. Whether it's raining or not where you are, I hope it is a good day.