Desert Rainstorm

I don't know if you can see, there are raindrops hanging from this palo verde tree.
So sparkly. It's the calm after the storm.

Rain in the desert is a thing of beauty. Never mind that it's always dry and hot here, the smell is unbelievable. The creosote and mesquite are so pungent. I know I complain a lot about living in this arid, barren land. But somehow just one storm makes me forget.

Tollhouse cookies in the oven, Breakfast Blend brewing and the whole family together watching Akelah and the Bee.

What a perfect Saturday.