If there was ever a day I didn't need to worry about drying my hair, it would be this morning. It began POURING rain around midnight and hasn't shown any signs of letting up. As I was rushing around this morning trying to take care of the dogs and get ready for work, I walked by the kitchen windown and did a double take: my hydrangea plant, which I've been trying to feed/water back to greener times, had sprouted not just one new stem... but THREE! It's almost as if it was just waiting for this big downpour to happen to it could finally blossom.
Seeing my sweet plant in its new stage made me stop and thank God for the blessings in my life, no matter how little.