Said I to the storm clouds: "You look wild and powerful. I think you'd love it over at my house. I could sit on the porch and we could chat while you unleash your mysteries on my pink lemon tree. It's only two blocks over. It's not far at all....Please?"
Said the storm clouds to me: "You're right, I'm wild. Just to prove that you can't tame me, I'm only going to come one block over. But since you're nice and I think we have a lot in common, I'm going to give you 317 rain drops to smear into the dry sand that used to be your lawn."
Do you see that carved-out notch with no rain? That's where I am. Dry Gulch Historic District is what I think I might re-name my neighborhood.
(um...if it matters, that radar image was from weather.com)
DAILY BLISS: those storm clouds, even though I didn't get much rain and finding new jammies with cherries on them and ruffles on the shorts hem....I could not leave them in the store!
3 comments:
Um, thanks for pointing out where you live because I'm a dork and couldn't find it. (I lived in FL for *how* long?)
I feel your pain. The thunder rolled somewhere near here but it would not come and play in my yard no matter how many toys I left out for it to blow around.
I'm so sorry you didn't get the rain. We both love rain so much! Maybe tomorrow because you are in Florida!!!!
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