I've been mentioning rain these last few posts, so I figured that I should devote a whole post to it.
I love rain. Maybe not more than sunshine, but definitely equally.
Well, not when the wind sounds scary, or family members are out driving, or you're stuck at school (which I have been because of flooding), or sirens are going off, or your roof is in danger of being whipped off...
...but when the rain hits the windows and makes that sound...
...when the sky is just a low wall of darkness, and makes the world feel small, but not crushing...
...when lightning flashes and shows you the glory of God Almighty...
...when thunder makes you look up in apprehension...
...when your soul can feel itself being washed clean as you think of nothing at all...
...when you swear that the electricity in the clouds affects your blood...
...when soup, chili, and hot cocoa is called for...
...when friends are stranded at your house for long periods of time...
...when you run outside in old clothes and dance...
...when it's not too cold and not too hot, but just right...
...when you stare at the water hitting the pavement for so long that you can actually see the faeries...
...that's when I like rain more than sunshine.
-billyBobjoe
I love rain too, but today was the pitz! It was pouring and hailing I realized I had to put the pig up. (names not included to protect the cantankerous.) Anyhow, I got soaking wet and it was so cold! But, within minutes, I had a roaring fire! Ahh! Perfect day for a cup of English tea and a good thick book!!! ;) More on tha later!
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Aww, Ima sorry! Rain's also no fun when you have to get out. Ooh, I wish that we still had a wood fireplace, instead of gas, where you have to pay! which thick book are you reading?
DeleteDear people reading this,
DeleteM. really does own a pig. Ok, just wanted to clear that up!
Ahh, btw, so poet! You have such a way with words, dearie!!! I could feel the utter emotion in that!
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AAA-men sista! I'm with ay there!
ReplyDeleteI love rain!
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It was Death Come to Pemberely by P. D. James.
ReplyDeleteIt was quite a good book! Yes, there is nothing like a warm crackling wood fire to curl up near. It's the only thing I'll miss about winter!
Yes, I do own a pig. One would think that after I charged into the storm to give him shelter, he would at least be grateful. But, he only continued to grunt and snort. On occasion, he can be so... pig-like.... tsk tsk!
Anyhow. again, amazing blog post!!! So poetic!
M.
Would you recommend the book?
DeleteThanks a lot!
We need to get together again!
Yes, I would! Highly!!!
DeleteIn fact, I have a review that will be published in the next issue of the newspaper.
M.
Agreed!
DeleteLoved this post! Really good writing by the way!
ReplyDeleteI agree - rain is amazing!! I love the rain. And thankfully, rain hasn't actually stranded me anywhere before...although one summer we were camping and it rained so hard that half the campground was flooded. Like, people were up to their knees, with water flooding their tents. Thankfully, we only got a few inches and our tent stayed dry...
ReplyDeleteThis post was lovely, though - like poetry! I especially love the line about faeries. <3
One time my family was camping on a mountain during tornado weather...in my mom's old tent. It was canvus and had held up well before, but we had to leave the campground, all bedraggled and wet like a Rat Pack(!), at three in the morning!
DeleteThanks, that means a lot to me, having never had a formal writing education.
Yikes, sounds like a kind of miserable camping trip. Even worse than ours...at least our tent held up!! ;)
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