I was on the road at 6:45 this morning to pick up Reagan and bring her to spend the day with me. The sun poked through the clouds briefly yesterday, but today it is back to wet and dreary.
As I drove down beautiful 179 towards Prairie Home, I couldn’t help but think how pretty everything was. The bluffs in the distance were white behind the now brown leaves of the trees. The river to my right along the winding road was the bluest of blues. Even the squirrels looked kind of cute as they played keep away with my car tires.
Then out of the blue, as I rounded a bend in the road, I caught the most beautiful colors through the corner of my eye. A rainbow. Bright yellows, blues, and greens. And then it was like the entire sky was exploding with colors. It was breathtaking. Then the rain came. What an experience.
Reagan is doing good and enjoying being with me and PaPa. They gave her a steroid shot for the croup at the Dr’s. She just needed a grandma and grandpa fix.
When we got home, hubby was blowing leaves off the driveway so you people can see where to drive. Yes, we have that many trees and that many leaves. He stopped long enough to hold and hug Reagan for a bit and then headed back out to get rid of as many of the already wet leaves as he could.
Reagan immediately pulled a chair to the window so she could watch Jim work.
She loves her papa.