Quiet Sunday

Yup, that's it. A quiet Sunday. It's raining a lot. I'm glad, the rain barrels are low, and I have new flowers to water. It's nice to take it easy and look for new blogs to read. I tend toward the tragic; divorces, people looking for 'something', the depressed. Perhaps it's my own melancholy, perhaps something else. I do know that reading such posts puts my perceived problems in perspective. I shouldn't complain. I have some thoughts on Martin Luther King and Snoop Dogg, but that takes time and I want to go to bed early. Maybe tomorrow.