Not one but two babies, one before midnight, the other after. Beautiful, healthy, pink babies. They wanted to come out because the rain was soft and dreamy. And warm, like a warm shower from the sky. I walked around in my yard after I got home in the early dawn. I admit I was muttering but in a nice way.
Then my tenant woke me up with rap music coming through the floor. I detest rap music. Blech. I know, I'm not hip. Sorry. Rap music=dreck.