Don't threaten me with love, baby. Let's just go walking in the rain.

I love the way my cat smells when it's muggy outside. 

And by cat I mean Mouse. 

I do adore a morning thunderstorm.
I've been romancing this one since yesterday afternoon.

And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything as you like It, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose and it's always daisy-time.

-D. H. Lawrence

praise the lord