Joshua came downstairs this morning, took one look out the window and called out, “Mom, it’s pouring outside. That must mean today’s our picnic.”
Yep. It’s June in Washington. Rain and gray weather. It could just as well be February for all the sunshine we’re getting. Wait, sometimes we have better climate in February.
I telephoned the Y to inquire about the status of our luncheon at the park.
“Rain or shine!” the perky voice on the other line chirped.
She obviously wasn’t going to the picnic.
We braved the frightful temps (Joshua is shaking his head at me, reading this, he loves a balmy 50 degrees day), ate hot dogs in the rain (okay we were under the picnic pavilion), received our Presidential Fitness Awards and scurried back home.
I hear summer will be coming in a month or two.
Project 366 – Day 157