Spring, so the calendar tells me, is here. Although it is undeniably warmer I am still hungry for what I love about this season: green shoots poking up in the garden, buds about to pop on the trees… but to make that happen, we need rain. I keep anxiously scanning the clouds, hoping for a deluge. Heck, I’d settle for a light sprinkling of rain by this point. When you live on the Canadian prairies, a semi-arid climate, rain can feel well nigh miraculous. Especially after winter.
Truth be told, right now all I want is for a good downpour. Not everyone would enjoy that, but in my opinion, it would be perfect for it to begin…
Raining Cats and Dogs
“It’s raining cats and dogs out there!”
I heard my father call.
So I ran and looked to see the sight
But saw no dogs at all!
The only cat I saw was ours
Getting miserably wet;
Scratching madly to get in,
She was a desperate pet.
It wasn’t raining cats and dogs!
My father is so dense.
It was only raining raindrops-
My father makes no sense.
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Rain or not, I hope your weekend is full with time to play and read. See you all back on Tuesday when the giveaway winner will be announced.