A Change in Weather

by compound complex 8 Replies latest jw friends

  • compound complex
    compound complex

    Continual rain, at long last, has ended another typically hot and dry summer, one that gave every appearance of extending far into a protracted Indian Summer. Yet, October was unusually wet. This Thanksgiving week promises daily rain.

    An unforeseen sadness is creeping gradually, insidiously into the fabric of my life. Dangling threads of a garment hanging loosely about my diminishing frame are unraveling more quickly than I can stitch them back together into whole cloth. Strange, this annual change in weather that I anticipate so eagerly always produces the same result upon my disposition.

    I love the cool and wet and dark . . . Nonetheless, I am saddened at the departure of sun and blue sky.

  • Esse quam videri
    Esse quam videri

    I have come to rescue you CC, to strengthen the fabric of your life. Take comfort knowing that the rain brings joy to special people and special things. Little girls smiling while rain gently strikes their upturned face. Would you begrudge this girl her happiness. No, no not you CC. Never would you take the sun to deprive this blessed child her rain. And ducks, what about ducks and little children. They love the rain.Would you be a carmudgeonly old coot and take away their happiness. No, no and again I say no not you. Your heart of gold would not go for it.

  • compound complex
    compound complex

    Dear Esse quam videri:

    I've always been the sort that friends and family rescue . . .

    Glad it was you! Thanks so much for the good words and cute images -- they worked their magic. Truthfully, I do love the rain; I cannot understand why the change in mood.


    Best Wishes.

  • myelaine

    dear CoCo...

    Genesis 9:14-15


  • compound complex
    compound complex

    Many, many thanks, dear myelaine, for the rainbow!

    Love and blessings.

  • Hairtrigger

    Into each life

    A little rain must fall...

    Weaving it's tapestry

    On a parched sky

    Melodious threads of wet

    Garnish the green

    Moisten the brown

    And brush the earth

    With an impressionist's touch

    Till colors run from every pore

    Banishing the decadence

    that threatened to engulf

    Our very soul

    Gladdening the happiness

    With soft hues of green violet and burgundy

    Amidst tassels of gold and crimson...

    Your sadness will pass

    When she waves her rainbow...

    'Cause nothing lasts forever

    Sorrow, pain,confusion or Trump......

    Not even

    Cold November rain....

  • Alostpuppydog

    Man I love the rain! I love the snow. I love the doom and gloom. Makes me feel so good knowing I am not missing anything outside for another summer. Huzzah to the season!!!

  • new boy
    new boy

    The end of a story and the beginning of another,

    Maybe with the death of summer we too know our days are numbered.

  • Vidiot

    compound complex - "...October was unusually wet..."

    Do you have October's phone number? :smirk:

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