Before the rain

and clouds fill the sky, Audrey and I go for a walk.  We visit the park, chase birds and forget about all the cleaning waiting for us at home.

She climbs and runs, I chase behind her.  I think about how fast she is becoming a little girl.

We walk to the farmer's market, a craving for something fresh after yesterday's post.

Strawberries on her cheeks, from every vendor offering her a sample.

We hold hands and walk up our street, tired of riding in the stroller.  Wave at cars passing by, point at squirrels, dogs, cats and call all of them coco. 

We are home, and unpack our local strawberries, broccoli, carrots, potatoes, avocados, tomatillos, onions, and raisins.

We tell the Dahlia's, how pretty you are, as we place them in water. 

We head straight for bed, it's nap time.  The breast is out, we feel warm.  And just then, sprinkles from the rain begin to fall.