It's raining mail, hallelujah, it's raining mail! Thunder rolls across the Texas sky, and we're all makin' merry like it's Christmas, y'all! Rain! W-a-t-e-r spells rain!
Last night JC suggested we do a rain dance. I had to remind him of one small fact: We are not Native Americans. Praying never hurts, so I pray for rain every day--all day. It's not raining, mind you, it's just thundering like it's no body's business, and the sky is as pretty as a picture. The clouds are all pink and white . . .
And it's raining mail! Hallelujah! It's raining mail. I'm so excited, I can't find My Third Eye. My iPhone works almost as well. I'm not even going to rotate the images--I am just that excited + the power always goes out during a thunderstorm, so I have to post this lickety-split.
I know-I know. This is my second post of the day, but it's okay. It doesn't rain like this very often. This is how a Limner grins --> :D I swaney, I can't stop. Just look-see:
Such colorful mail! Limners L-O-V-E color!
Such creativity! Such artistry!
Stay tuned, 'cause there's more.