Seasons change

I woke up last night around two a.m. to the sound of rain. Rain!!! That lovely old friend who goes on vacation all summer and doesn’t even write.

Like most friends, rain isn’t perfect. I have puppy prints all over my kitchen floor this morning. (Jessie is under the mistaken belief she’s an indoor dog! LOL.) And even though I had some warning of rain’s imminent return, the weatherman was vague about the exact time or how much moisture would be coming along. So, yes, the upstairs carpet is damp in a couple of spots from windows that got left open. And there was a mad dash at dawn to shut off the automatic sprinklers and gather up the outdoor furniture cushions. Rain, I forgot what having you around involved.

But, no matter the small inconveniences, rain is always a welcome guest. The air smells fresher and more exhilerating when rain is around. The trees are happier without that thick coat of dust their leaves had accumulated. My grass is snickering. (Okay, I made that up, but it’s a fun image, isn’t it?)

The only downside of rain’s arrival is my wardrobe malfunction. My seasonally appropriate clothing is still packed away and–believe me–shorts are not working at the moment. Brrrr…. I should send my summer clothes back to my home state of South Dakota, which according to the news is getting the heat that rain pushed east when she arrived. Enjoy, my friends. We all know what season comes next… 😉

Jessie is intrigued by the water falling from the sky, baffled by the sounds of geese honking as they fly low above her and not the least bit bothered by wet fur. The young are so adaptable, right?

Jessie's ears are cocked as she hears the geese honking. We're taking bets on whether or not she'll ever grow into those ears.

Speaking of young, my daughter-in-law, Ruth, celebrated a birthday yesterday. Here she is blowing out a few candles–small cake makes it look like a bonfire, I know, but her daughters were going for the infero effect. Although it’s hard to see given the lighting, she’s wearing a gorgeous black wool felted hat that I bought for her at the Kid’s First Fundraiser this spring. The hat band has black onyx beads sewn in it. Just stunning–as is Ruth.

I’m going to hunker down and write all day…to the music of my wayward friend…rain.

Have a good one, whatever season you might be enjoying at the moment,


6 Replies to “Seasons change”

  1. Does your wayward friend have any brothers or sisters or other relatives that you could get her to send my way?? My yard has just about given up hope as have my trees and bushes. And my water bill….well less said the better.

  2. I’ll try to nudge my friend in your direction, Ellen. (Picture me stepping outside, putting hands on either side of my mouth and blowing the clouds in your direction.) What a summer you must have had!!! I really feel for you.


  3. I LOVE the birthday pic! The cake is blazing – hope you had a fire extinguisher on standby.

    Oh look at Jessie – so pretty. Even if her ears are too big for her right now.

    We had some rain last week. It can be soothing when it’s not blowing sideways and pounding against the windows! But shouldn’t complain – poor Ellen Too in TX. Well everyone in TX actually.

  4. Rain blew in with quite a show at O-dark-thirty, but then calmed to a lovely steady shower. The clouds and sun are playing tag at the moment, but the air temp really feels like fall.

    Marcie, I’ll tell Jessie you like her ears. (I do, too.) She seems to have pretty high self-esteem, but you know how cruel people can be with their cutting remarks. 😉

    LOL-the blaze. Ruth was a good sport about it–she even let them light it twice because the first time she was posing for my picture and the kids blew out the candles by mistake. She decided that was bad luck so we did a do-over.


  5. It’s raining in Portland right now. “They” said a chance, but when I walked out of the store, more than a chance was coming down! So Portland of it. Glad you are enjoying it – I love how the air smells after a good rinsing. Ruth does look stunning – even behind the blaze!! Hugs, Jackie

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