Wicked (Witchy) Weather
I live in western Washington where we're famous for our rain. Rainfall, rain gear, rainwater, rain forest...rain, rain, rain. My feet are webbed and Gortex plays a significant role in my wardrobe.
Lately it's been pouring and the rivers are jumping their banks. Memorial Day weekend was a non-event, just a designation on the calendar. The weather didn't blink. It continued to continue the deluge.
So when this showed up the other day, some 20 miles north of my place, I was pretty, pretty surprised.
Ahhhhh, yes (Dorothy) --- we ain't in Washington no more!
(Photo courtesy of Larry W.)
4 comments:
Put some of that rain in a jar and take it to New Mexico when you move. Trust me when I say there will be days when you will miss it more than you could ever imagine.
Yes...I'm a "have" right now and some day I will be a "have not". I guess there isn't anywhere where it's a happy medium, huh?
When we lived in Washington the bathroom in our Craftsman cottage was up under the eaves. You could actually bump your bottom on the slanted ceiling when getting out of the tub if you weren't careful.
Anyway, we had been away visiting family in some dry place and came back home to the usual rainy weather. I remember lying in the tub, listening to the sound of the rain on the ceiling just over my head, and realizing how much I had missed it.
When Linda (7MSN) said in her comment "you will miss it more than you could ever imagine" I wasn't sure if I agreed, until I realized that whenever I watch English mystery movies (down here in New Mexico now) and there is rain falling, I pause the movie and back it up just to watch the rainy bits again. And again.
When are you planning to move?
Hi clairz...loved your story about the tub and the rain. I love the sound of rain too. But what I don't like is the complete and udder disregard it has for my personal life and things I want to do OUTside. I will miss it, but I will think of it wistfully, just as I do when I remember a sunny day that happened in my past...waaaaay in my past! And oh...moving as soon as someone buys my small horse place south of Seattle up against the Cascades.
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