I've woke up the past two mornings to "real" rain.
In the desert, "real rain," is steady rain. Soaking rain.
Rain that last longer than 5 minutes, rain.

It was glorious.
It was stop-everything-you're-doing-to-enjoy-it worthy.

I spent those two mornings in silence.
I spent them with coffee and tea and my typical plate of poached eggs and avacado.
I spent every moment watching. Listening. Breathing.
I sketched.
I put my house plants out for a perfect drink of it.
I enjoyed.
...and that rain lasted hours.
...and that was totally ok. 
It was fantastic.
The rain does something to me that I cannot explain.
It is, with out a doubt, my favorite weather.

On another note- after battling some post-vacation sickness, I drove down to Tucson for a little gem show. I didn't quite find what I was looking for, but when has that ever stopped a girl from coming home with full, gemy pockets?...

Shark teeth, turquoise, arrowhead cut, natural druzies...
You know... gem show stuff.  Fun stuff. Random stuff. Sparkle stuff.

Here's the first go.
I'm kind of in love.

Take it easy this week, birds... enjoy the little things.