Do you remember The Carpenter’s song, Rainy Days and Mondays? For some reason that song has been stuck in my head. It really does have a catchy tune. It was a favorite of mine when it was first released waaaaay back in 1971! Yes, I go back a few years.
Recently my two year old grandson, Peter, spent the morning with me. I had planned to take him for a ride in the red wagon up to the park. Unfortunately it rained and rained the whole time he was here. But he did manage to entertain himself watching the rain…
sitting in the high chair for a better vantage point, wearing Grandpa’s Detroit Tigers’ baseball cap, backwards of course. He wore it the entire time he was here and only agreed to take it off when Daddy picked him up and offered him his St. Louis Cardinals’ baseball cap in exchange. Do you think there might be a little bit of sports rivalry in the family?
He pointed out every car and every bird and every truck (it was trash pick-up in the neighborhood) that passed by the house. I don’t think he missed a thing!
And recently on a walk I passed by a little creek near my house which normally just trickles water. But look at it now…
Is that white water I see? Well, for this little creek it most certainly IS white water!
We’ve even had hail along with our thunderstorms!
If you look closely you can see dime sized hail on the patio. OK, so it’s not big enough to be featured on The Weather Channel. But it’s still hail.
When you were a child did you ever run outside during or immediately after a hail storm and quickly grab as much of the hail as you could and freeze it? Surely I’m not the only person who has ever done that. What fun it was showing my friends the bowl full of the frozen hail days later.
The lyrics of Rainy Days and Mondays have a certain sadness about them: “Hanging around, nothing to do but frown, rainy days and Mondays always get me down.”
I don’t think Peter would agree. He’s rather enjoying the rain!