Loaded

I am often amazed by how many cones are in the trees around here. Unfortunately, at the house, they litter the yard and the street and I'm always cleaning up the little things that fall off of them (I call them doo-dads). But I like the look of the clumps against the clouds in the blue sky. 

I was sitting on a bench at the park, just enjoying the peace and quiet (with Salem), and thinking it's getting to be time to visit my pal Tobi (and blipper Wildwood) in Santa Rosa. I thought I should call her and ask her if she is ready for some rain since it always seems to rain when I go there. Literally, just as I was thinking that, big splashy raindrops fell from the sky onto my head. The sun was still shining and there were some clouds and I couldn't see where the rain could be coming from, but there it was. Funny coincidence.