There is something so beautiful in a spring rain. The grass is brightened, the dirt is darkened, and together the contrast is striking.
We took Matilda out in the rain. She was confused at first and looked annoyed. Raindrops on her face made her feet kick as if she wanted to run away. Then, she changed her mind. She started sticking her tongue out to catch the drops. She wiggled her hand free from her blanket and held it up to the sky.
Matilda giggled with delight. Parker ran around us laughing. We were only out for a few minutes, but it was perfect.
