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So, life is busy here through the holiday season. How ’bout by you?
On my way to an appointment last Friday, it was raining, which was good, because we haven’t had any precipitation in quite a while. Just a light, steady rain. Nothing stormy.
I needed to drive fifteen miles to get to my destination, and I had no idea that just a few miles could make such a huge difference in weather patterns here in Illinois.
Shh, listen. Can you hear that? It sounds like a babbling brook.
The nearest creek is six blocks away, yet the trickling sounds like a stream circling the entire house.
I follow my ears to find where this is coming from.
When I lived in Florida, I experienced about a half dozen hurricanes. Not all at once, of course, but a few darkened our door within weeks of each other. None were direct hits, but when a giant storm is moving across a narrow peninsula, there really is no way to avoid the affects.
Now that I’m back in Chicago, I don’t have to worry about hurricanes anymore, but Mother Nature has a way of reminding us she’s still in charge.
This is the first time in twenty-five years of living in Florida, that I heard the local media describe the weather as rainy and raw.
Continue reading “Rainy and Raw”
… I saw Satan drinking a frozen latte. ~ author unknown
Has anyone else ever put ice cubes into their washing machine? Can you believe that it gets so hot here that tap water can’t get cold? It’s lukewarm at its coolest. I don’t get the opportunity to choose to wash clothes in cold water. Oh sure, I can choose the cold setting, but there will be no cold water pouring out of the spout. I’ve actually put ice into my washing machine to help cool down the water at least a little. Thank God for my refrigerator’s ice machine. Continue reading “It’s so hot that …”
Here is a cute little message I got in my email. I figured it fit with my theme of thunderstorms over my last few postings.
A little girl walked to and from school daily. Though the weather that morning was questionable and clouds were forming, she made her daily trek to school. As the afternoon progressed, the winds whipped up, along with lightning. Continue reading “A Child’s View of Thunderstorms”
written by Lori (L. Virelli)
Morning blurs through foggy moisture
on household windows
drip, dripping down the glass,
its chalky streaks left behind. Continue reading “Another Day in the Rainy Season”
by Lori (L. Virelli)
Morning explodes with a golden sunrise,
that burns from the blue heavens.
Humidity inevitably fills the air.
Slowly, thickening cotton formations cover the sky.
Before dusk, the white clouds gradually turn grey, and eventually black.
Electrifying streaks flash across the sky. Continue reading “A Day in the Rainy Season”
Looks like I’m touching on the kitchen sink of subjects today.
We had our tile floor ripped out one week before Memorial Day weekend. We walked on slab until my husband could put down the wood floors over the three-day holiday. You can see the imprint that the tiles left behind. Continue reading “Slab Floors, Rain and the Flu”
You are a sneaky one, Rain.
You only stopped by for a short ‘hello’ several weeks ago.
I’ve begged you to come back and visit for a couple of days.
The wind travels by on occasion, but the clouds don’t come along.
Wind’s breath is warm, not cool and soothing, like you, Rain. Continue reading “Sneaky, Rain”
… go away some other day.
RAIN, where are you? Why have you abandoned me? You know how much I love your sound, your fresh scent and comforting spirit. Why have you stayed away so long? I told everybody on my blog the last time you came to visit, and you haven‘t been back since! Even then, you only stayed for an hour. What gives? Continue reading “Rain, Rain Come and Play …”
I’m enjoying the sound of rain tapping on the aluminum porch roof. We get so little of it here, until summertime. What a welcome change. I think our dog, Max, is enjoying it too. He’s resting by my side, his ears perched in the direction of the sounds.
This probably won’t get posted until a day when the sunshine is out again, but I’ll be able to look back at this and smile about the cool, cool rain.
And now I transition to 3 days after the wonderful rain, and a surprise thing has happened (that’s sarcasm). It’s sunny in the sunshine state this morning. No more rain. Don’t know when it will return. Though, it’s a rare cool morning. I sit and type this with windows open and a crisp breeze brushes my bare arms. I wear a sleeveless shirt in preparation for the hot summer sun this afternoon. Dreaming of a day with more cool, cool, rain …
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