it’s bucketing today. raining every time i look up, every time i check the news, every time a new week starts it feels like its raining. i’m not complaining, because we definitely need it. i’m just quietly hoping that the jacarandas down at the river hold up so i can take my beau to visit them in all their purple hazy glory. there’s nothing quite like sunrise over the river, early morning cold and the opressive heat that hits you the moment the sun comes up.