driving rain driving nothing delicious to it dark that absorbs light
“There’s really something rather delicious about walking in the rain,” says Willie Keith walking in the rain in New York City in Herman Wouk’s The Caine Mutiny
“You wouldn’t think so if you had do it,” says his girlfriend.
It started raining here in Georgia sometime in December or November.
In the last three months Georgia has had over 25 inches of rain.
50 inches of rain in a year is normal for Georgia.
The current 14 day outlook from today shows only 4 days without rain in the forecast.
That 50 inches per year average is more than Michigan’s 33 inches of rain but Michigan has 52 inches of snow.
Looking out at the rain is down right depressing.
Driving in it.
Driving in the rain.
Driving in the driving rain.
Operating a motor vehicle at speeds that should scare me over rain slicked pavement that not only takes away my ability to stop my vehicle but through some trick of physics, also absorbs the light right out of the air so I can’t see why I might need to stop my vehicle.
This is stupid.
This is scary.
It is scary that even though I know its stupid, I do it anyway.
It is stupid that I am not more scared.
Why do I do this?
Like the people in their accidents will say, “I never think it will happen to me.”
day long drip drip drip clouds to roof, through the ceiling buckets by my door
Plumber once told me that he had to remember three things.
Payday was friday.
Don’t chew your fingernails.
Water flows downhill.
Keep those three things in mind and you can succeed as a plumber.
I have been reminded of water flowing downhill for the last week or more.
Been raining so long the roof of my building is full.
Leaks, previously unknown, are making their presence known all around me.
Drip Drip Drip.
I work in the online world.
I am surrounded by cutting edge technology.
And buckets.
I pretend that the building was designed by Frank Lloyd Wright.
Wright’s buildings were famous for bad roofs.
One home owner wrote about his FLW designed house, “The roof design itself had some interesting design issues that almost guaranteed water penetration.”
On the other hand, another FLW home owner wrote about their leaky roof, “that is what happens when you leave a work of art out in the rain.”
swinging on a star take moon beams home in a jar moonlit morning hopes
The Google says that the Moon today is in a Waxing Gibbous phase. This phase is when the moon is more than 50% illuminated but not yet a Full Moon. The phase lasts round 7 days with the moon becoming more illuminated each day until the Full Moon.
It was cold and clear last night when my wife and I went for walk.
Cold for Georgia anyway.
Clear and lit by the Waxing Gibbous Moon.
Moonlight was strong enough that we cast shadows and the old song about catching moonbeams in a jar stuck in my brain.
Innocent and sweet thoughts to end the day.
When I left for work this morning that Waxing Gibbous Moon was still shining.
(When the Moon shows up the next night, the King worries that his daughter will notice. The Court Jester suggests asking the Princess how that happened when she has the Moon on a chain around her neck. The Princess replies “That is easy, silly,” she said. “When I lose a tooth, a new one grows in its place, doesn’t it?”)
Mr. Debussy’s prélude, La fille aux cheveux de lin (otherwise known as The Girl With The Flaxen Hair) was playing on the radio.
Where does this music come from?
A bad mood and crummy attitude that has been percolating inside me this week didn’t have a chance.
Like the Court Jester, I winked at the moon, “for it seemed to the Court Jester that the moon had winked at him.”
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