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.