Friday, June 03, 2005
Why is it that I always feel like curling up with a good book when it rains? Plants don't do that, they perk to attention and virtually leap into leaf production at the first drops of moisture from the air. Me, I feel bogged down, water logged, my hair droops where it doesn't frizz and bones groan with the effort of moving, forget all about leaping. The 3rd day of June is masquerading as October and I wouldn't be surprised to see the pumpkin vines sprouting jack-o-lanterns. Perhaps,I will go for a walk in the downpour and drown my sorrows as I wait for the summer sun to come to my rescue. Or, I can wind my way through a book on deserts and get lost in its' pages. What would you do?