Day 33: 3-24-11

What can I say?  It's springtime in the Willamette Valley so rain is common.  Here we are watching the rain clouds move in for another shower.  We were at an elementary school by my house, and there were all these little kids playing sports.  And I remembered spring soccer; and what it was like to have to stand in the middle of a muddy field, soaked to the bone and praying for lightning so I didn't have to play... poor bastards.