Rain: The earth needed this

I was awake and up in the living room before 7 a.m. this morning. 
Some days that's just how it goes. 
As we both were already awake and Sasha woke Badger up, we laced up our sneakers and headed toward the library.
At that hour of the morning, we weren’t going to be interrupting anyone's church service. 
It wasn't really a good picture‑taking morning, but it was enjoyable to be out at that time. 
It's so quiet and peaceful.

We were back home at 8 a.m. 
Badger headed to her room, and I headed back to my computer. 
We didn't make our usual mile walk, but we still walked up and down hills, and I'm not a spring chicken anymore. 

Cowboy didn't wake up until almost 10 a.m. 
He ate breakfast, took a micro nap, and headed to morning church service. 

Badger and I did absolutely nothing while he was gone. 
Sometimes nothing is good.

Once Cowboy got home from morning services, we headed to Jefferson City to buy bird seed.
My birds are eating me out of house and home.
I enjoy watching them, though.

I was standing outside the store, and Badger looked over at me and said, “You've got to stop cutting your hair short. Every time you do, you get more white.”

She's lucky to see her mother get white‑headed. 
My mom didn't live to go grey.

I must get the early‑to‑grey gene from my sperm donor’s side.
My mom was just shy of turning 65 when she died and didn't have one single grey hair to her name.

My great-aunts, Big Twin and Little Twin... well, Little Twin died when she was 84.
At that point, neither she nor her twin had a single grey hair.
I think the shock of losing her sister and the house burning down changed Big Twin almost overnight.
The front of her hair started turning white, while the back stayed that deep jet-black color.
She died at 95 and still had more black hair than white.

On the other hand, my grandmother had grey hair as long as I knew her, and so did her older sister.
They were the only two red‑headed sisters. 
Little Twin had brown hair; Big Twin had black hair.
So I wonder if red‑headed people just grey early.

We made it home at 2 p.m. 
Cowboy hurried out to take care of the chickens, then came back inside and settled down in his recliner for a nap.
Badger and I headed to my room to watch TV.

We had a really good rain shower come through right after Cowboy left for evening church service.
I need to check our drought monitor. 
Surely with all this rain we've had, we should be out of drought conditions.

Cowboy got home from church, we ate supper, and Cowboy curled up in his recliner for his shows.
Badger and I have just watched TV in my room.

I think she's ready to head to her room though.
I'm on a tablet, so I'll have to clean this up tomorrow.