When it rains the roof leaks something awful. It makes the most unusual patterns on the ceiling however! I have a fat unicorn as the one, an angry nun as the other, and what appears to be The Blob having himself a good belly chuckle on the other!
The wall on the one side of the bedroom also has damp which then smells rather funky after a big storm. I always think to myself that, should the apocalypse come and a brave band of survivors is left to carry on (and for some reason they’re all camped at my place), well at least if we get sick we can lick the walls for instant penicillin! And people say I don’t plan for the future?!
The grass outside sometimes floods so well that the puddles get ankle deep! God I love puddles! I love sploshing in them, kicking the water up or just peering in. Isn’t it amazing how the water can add such a layer of mystery to ground you’d not look at twice otherwise? Mind I’ve learned the hard way to only go for transparent puddles. The murky sorts are usually very deep, very rocky or very slimy! (Sometimes a disastrous combo of all three! Ugh.) Not to mention the interesting smells that stick to your socks like glue and have everyone look at you like you are smuggling a small but particularly fragrant cheese in them.
When I walk in the rain I often get so soaked that I end up putting away my umbrella. I fight the valiant fight mind! I do try to stay dry but mostly it’s a losing battle from the start. 5 hours in the rain is pretty much guaranteed to bring out the amphibian in you.
Then when I’m home I have to try get out of wet clothes, and my, do the buggers stick! I’ve had my shirt over my head only to realize it refuses to come off and had to wiggle and squirm my way out , taking forever, and with the horrid knowledge that if anyone filmed it, it would go straight to something like ‘Americas Funniest home videos’! (Where it would come second place, the winner being the ever popular ball to a groin video…)
So why do I like the rain so much when it causes such hassles? I can’t say really, it’s just beautiful and refreshing and makes me feel so content. Maybe it’s because my soul is linked to the rhythm of the earth after all? But probably just because I know that with the rain comes more fruit and I’m always up for tasty eats! (Hey, it’s not as deep as the first but just as legitimate!)
Do you like the rain?
I love it when it rains. Especially the pitter patter sound it makes on the roof when I'm watching a scary movie or reading a thrilling page-turner. :)
ReplyDeleteI think there is rain and there is rain- at least in Germany there is. Imagine this- depending on the season, rain is THE prevailing weather. Especially in the fall, too often in summer, and almost all the time in winter. And when it then rains- it rains, for hours, days, weeks. All is grey, the sky, the world around you, everything looks dull and grim when it rains. And I hate that kind of rain- that is the people- are- poking- your- eye- out- with- their- umbrella- kind of rain... And then there is the mild summer rain, after a hot day, soft and gentle on your skin, fog coming off the ground when the rain hits it... that is the rain i love, especially when combined with thunder in the far distance. that is the rain i love to get soaking wet by...
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