When I was young, my siblings and I used to have a chant:
“Rain! Rain! Go away! And don’t come back.” It was a childish subversion of the
traditional, “Come again another day,” and it helped us cope with our plans
being derailed by the weather.
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Rain! Glorious Rain! |
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Sunset after the rain. |
Now that I’m older I tend to roll with the tide – enjoying
the sunny days and spending time outside whenever I have the chance. On those
days I fill my lungs with fresh air and my brain with fresh images and
experiences. And on those rainy days instead of wishing the downpour would
disappear, I welcome it as a gentle encouragement to nurture my writing. The
storm invites me to stay indoors, make a bowl of popcorn, dip into those images
and experiences, and strengthen that story.
That's a great view, rain or shine.
ReplyDeleteTotally agree with Bob--I could SO work there!
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