A rainy Saturday. I do have some errands to do and a friend to visit. But nothing's really pressing. I will brave the rain in a bit and then look forward to retreating to my treehouse for some rest.
The good news is, the rain will have stopped by tomorrow—in time for Papa's arrival. He and Lo will get the classic Parisian weather treatment for the next week: foggy, grey skies and temperatures hanging in the 50s.