Rain days on the prairie are few and far between. So when they come around, you better take advantage of them.
After Mass, Mike and I headed to Mona's for a cup of coffee. The parking lot was full of ranchers who came to town to chew the fat.
It's no cinnamon roll, but french toast will do.
I'm pretty good at drinking coffee and talking about the good ole day's. That's what rain days are for. They are a little break from day-to-day life to thank God for providing for us. An inch of rain before going into winter will sure do the countryside some good. Thank you Lord!