The smell of RAIN

I so love the way the rain smells. It has been such a DRY summer that you can almost hear the trees sighing with relief in this blessed shower. I hope that it returns often this winter (although, maybe not too often:) Peter is all dressed up in his black rubber boots ready to go 'puddle jumping' in the rain. He is always wanting to be in water, a regular river rat. I've got all the windows open to let that clean, fresh air through the house.
It looks like our stump will have to wait a while before Allen can finish cutting it out. The boys are so anxious to get their fort started that it's a shame that the stump of our old Pecan tree is being so stubborn, but, alas,it must be gone before Dad can grade the yard so that the fort will be level. Here's a picture of the stump after the boys dug all of the dirt from around it and dad has cut a few roots away. Amber likes to "help" when everyone's working on it:)