Rain. When you live in western Washington State in late autumn and winter you get a lot of it. This morning its pelting pavement and our metal roof; you can hear the wind tossing tops of trees with the all too familiar whoosh.
The forecasters show weather maps of solid green with concentrations of yellow; the colors translate to system after system of often heavy rain, cold and continuous, chasing each other across the Pacific Northwest.
It reminds me of a 1970s song by Karen Carpenter, “Rainy Days and Mondays”. I sang it as a solo in my senior year of high school. Recall lyrics about how the weather and start of week had a depressing affect. I concur! On that note, best get my morning routine going. Our cat Saaski is demanding breakfast.
Wet. (Photo Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons)
Gwen Knechtel is a teacher and resides in western Washington with her husband and family. Now in “late middle age” she celebrates daily, love of family, friends and creativity. With one published story in Lembas for the Soul and a contributing author to e-book New Halem Tales: Secrets, she is currently working on DORM 1973. Check out New Halem Tales Secrets here. Find Gwen at www.5nwauthors.com