The one thing to do

It rained buckets today, new storms just kept coming through.  So I did the obvious thing, I curled up with a great book and let Mother Nature do her thing.  The book,  Every Last One, by Anna Quindlen, who is one of my most favorite authors.  Like all of her novels, this was a riveting page turner, but one with extraordinary pain in the midst of loving family life. There's so much tender detail, the very stuff of life, but not usually with the twists that catch our breath and shock us into flipping to the next page and the next.