It took a while to recognize it. Sometime during the night, it must have started. It’s the sound of rain! Drumming on the roof, dancing off the deck, sluicing down the windows, rain! The street is a-glimmer; shimmers of lightning dance across wet pavement. Trees and flowers stand silently, lifting grateful arms to the dark […]
Mar 30, 2019
Soggy Saturday Morning
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Rain pelts the house, dripping, dropping from the eaves, running in rivulets down the driveway and puddling in the yard. Thunder stomps through the clouds, loud, then dying away in the distance. Nemo makes every step I do, just to be sure I’m safe from that loud voice that grumbles and growls outside. This is […]
Mar 9, 2019
A Rumble Through the Heavens
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Lightning shivers across the window followed by a rumble of thunder. What is there about rain that is at once soothing, invigorating, leaving one with a feeling of being closed away from the world, tucked in where everything is safe and warm? Is it the realization that nature is in charge, and whether the rain […]
Feb 27, 2019
The Cold Comes Creeping
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The morning is dark and gray. A silent, shivery mist hovers among the trees, settling onto the ground, bringing back the cold of winter. I pour my first cup of Folgers and ask Nemo if he’d like a cup, but he declines. He will come and sit with me while I write, but he […]
Jan 12, 2019
Dismality and Other Dreadful Drearies
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Outside my window, the day is gray. Not only is it gray, it’s gray and wet. There’s no beautiful, white snow to create a lovely etching. No flowers to brighten the day, just a lot of dismality. So, what to do? Well, I shut the drapes (Is this a sign that I bury my head […]
Jan 10, 2019
Home Again, Home Again
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Yesterday, Nemo told us of his adventure at the clinic. Today he continues his tale. Let me tell you, as much as I like car rides and the people at the clinic, I hope I don’t see the inside of that place again any time soon. It’s not that I’m treated badly. No! But, it […]
