Who Loves the Rain by Frances Shaw
Who loves the rain
And loves his home,
And looks on life with quiet eyes,
Him will I follow through the storm;
And at his hearth-fire keep me warm;
Nor hell nor heaven shall that soul surprise,
Who loves the rain,
And loves his home,
And looks on life with quiet eyes.
Rain is in the forecast for tomorrow, beginning a new month with appropriate spring weather. It’s a funny thing, but rain shows up in all seven of my cozy mysteries. Instead of cozy mysteries, should they be rainy day mysteries?
Here are excerpts from The Cemetery Club, Grave Shift, Best Left Buried, Grave Heritage, Moonlight Can Be Murder, By the Fright of the Silvery Moon, and Moonstruck and Murderous. Can you guess which book each quote came from?
Rain and wind struck us like a wall.
As if in agreement, a low roar began over our heads and wind, rain, and hail came at us, battling to whirl us into the seething heavens.
Bare trees bent before a gusty wind which tossed handfuls of rain at the car as if warning us to turn back.
Lightning lit the bushes and trees around me as a tall form stepped from the curtain of rain .
Thunder rumbled, lightning flashed, and here in this upstairs room, the rain sounded like a drum against the roof.
The day Cade brought Lena home was cold, dark, and drizzly.
Unbelievably, rain peppered onto the trees and dripped from the eaves.
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