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Sunday, June 5, 2022

Rainy Day Ponderings

It has been my intention to start writing again for a very long time. Just put pen to paper or in this case finger to keyboard. That’s the problem though. I have ideas racing through my head, ninety to nothing, but I abhor the process of writing, the “labor” portion of it. So, I think I’ll start doing what my 9th grade English teacher told me oh so long ago and what many people do all around the world. Just write.

So here you go. I just sat out on the patio for the last 45 minutes watching storms roll in from nowhere. The temperature dropped about 20 degrees really quick and the winds kicked up to high gusts blowing dirt and dust everywhere. I had to bring in the pansies and tomato plants so they wouldn’t get destroyed. It wasn’t until about 30 minutes into the display that the rain finally started coming down.

rainboots in a puddle
I love this kind of weather. Don’t know why, I just always have. I remember when I was a kid and the storms would roll in, my brothers and I would stay out in it as long as we could. With the thunder and lightning crashing above, I fancied myself a wizard commanding the elements. All kids love playing in the rain. I think it’s a primal thing. It just brings us down to our base selves where there is nothing else but the pure enjoyment of the moment. While I sat watching, a neighbor boy could be seen racing back and forth down the street in the deluge with wild abandon. Sometimes we forget how to enjoy simple things like this.

Photo by Zach Reiner on Unsplash