Into Every Life a Little Rain Must Fall. . .

We’ve had a sixty day string of warm weather

with no precipitation around these parts. 

Late last night, I awoke to the thrum-thrum of snare drums

and couldn’t quite place the sound. 

Oh – rain! 

My brain finally caught up. 

Now, it’s a misty, moisty morning 

here in the Pacific Northwest. 

I imagine we’re in for a string of days

with plentiful precipitation, now that it’s mid-October.

I’ve said it before: I’m solar powered. 

The longer I go without sunshine, 

the more worn down my batteries become. 

If I get too droopy, I have to resort to artificial sunshine

via a light box. It seems to help a bit. 

But there’s nothing like the real thing.