How is it possible that the pond by the sheep fields can look so glorious when the sun is shining and so… so… yeah, wet when it’s raining?
I could try to describe how I feel after several days of miserable rain, but when Longfellow sums it up quite nicely, why not just let him take center stage?
The Rainy Day, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
Marilyn’s comment after yesterday’s post was bang on when she said, “”It’s all depressingly sodden.” Apparently, her dogs are about as impressed with this sort of weather as mine!
If you’ve been reading the blog recently you’ll know what I mean when I say the cow refused to come out of my pocket. Just how wet was it? I very nearly needed to bury my phone in a bowl of rice after risking its circuit boards (or whatever is actually inside a phone these days) by snapping a few photos.
Yuck. Enough already. According to the forecast on the same phone, three days of mostly sun are heading our way. Bring it on because I can tell you I am well and truly weary of these days so dark and dreary…
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I can most certainly relate. 🙂
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I love those photos – so evocative!
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Long stretches of clouds and rain are depressing. Here in IA, we get some of that. But, there is usually a big break in the pattern that changes it to something totally different. The last two or three days have been nice, up in the 30’s with some sun. This morning after breakfast, the winds started howling out of the NW. Headed for 8˚F tonight. A week ago we had several days of sub-zero highs.
If you don’t like the weather, wait a few minutes. 🙂
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You’re right that it’s the long stretches of dreariness that are hard to deal with. As the sun rises here this morning, I see a bit of pink and some actual sky peeking through the clouds (which are a bit higher than they have been, not scudding, and not leaking…). And, it’s quiet – no wind, no water gushing down the downspouts…
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Wind gusts in the past hour near 50 mph.
http://w1.weather.gov/data/obhistory/KIOW.html
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I met my friend for coffee this morning. He drove in ‘with the wind’ from his place out of town. He said the trip home ‘against the wind’ was tough. He saw a chicken lay the same egg four times.
Speaking of good music…one of our favorites…
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Oh those wet, muddy doggies. What a mess my house becomes. The look of drowned hounds — so familiar 🙂
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The BEST new thing in our recent renovation was the addition of a (well-named) mud room! The dogs stay in there on towels and old blankets until they are dry… What a difference that has made to the amount of mud tracked into the house!
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I would do a lot for a mud room. The best we can do is intercept them as they bound up the stairs, before they can track all over the house. And close the gates to keep them confined to a smaller area. And it is raining. Has been raining for the past two days. I suppose I should be glad it’s not snow.
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