The gyuto monks are singing. The rain is coming down quite a bit.

I have thanked Buddha and God for such a fine rainy day, as Billy and I walked in the mundy park.  Very few people at first, then quite a few. Sad: even under the downpour! 

I am so contented with our life and I pray it lasts though most things are impermanent. May it lasts because we are still young, so may hubby keep his job please Buddha Shakyamuni! Om mani peme hung Om muni muni mahamuni svoha