It's soup time. It is thundering outside, the wind is blowing scurrying the leaves away, and rain is finally bringing relief to our parched soil. In fact, the leaves on the trees were so fragile from the drought that when it rained yesterday, tons of them fell. But not all. We will take the rain, in rivulets, in streams, in bit fat drops. Sprinkles, showers, or downpours we will receive the rain. Thank you God for sending us rain!
Time for soup!