Rain has been falling all morning,

It is that humid kind of rain that makes your skin feel damp and sticky.

The kind of rain where your not shure if the droplet on your forehead is rain or sweat.

The air feels heavy, like you cant quite get a full breath no matter how deeply you fill your lungs.

Droplets of condensation form almost immediately on the glass as I pour myself an ice tea.

Lemon… definitely going to need lemon.

The grass is damp beneath bare feet as the dog tries to play in the yard.

After a short while he looks plaintively at the door wanting to go back inside.

The little prince doesn’t like to get his paws wet.

Inside he goes strait for the water bowl, then puts his paws on my leg and looks at me imploringly begging for a carrot.

I sit in my chair sipping the cool tea from the wet glass and listening to the crunching of carrot mixed with the sound of rain on the roof.