Here in Texas, we seem to be in a neverending drought. The past year or two have been particularly bad, though. It has gotten to the point where unless we start needing to gather up pairs and draw up ark plans, we're probably not going to make up for lost inches. So the stormy weather this week still illicits an initial response from me of, 'Oh, good!' rather than, 'Aww, puddles!'
Today was actually a lovely, sunny day. We went for a walk near Bastrop at the McKinney Roughs and enjoyed some of the blooming wildflowers, another reason to be grateful for rain. Bluebonnets, Evening Primrose, Indian Paintbrushes, Prickle Poppies, and a few others I can't identify. And I know I'm a hopeless knitter because I kept thinking about how beautifully those colors would be in yarn.
While days like today are great for walks, there is also a certain satisfaction in the rainy days. Staying in, cuddling up with some cocoa perhaps, and watching a few movies. Like, perhaps 'Singin' in the Rain' starring Gene Kelly, obviously a classic in the wet weather media:
No movies for me tonight, I'm still a few episodes behind on the latest 'Downton Abbey' season, so it's time to settle in for the night's recorded viewing. Until then, I leave you with the song that this blog post has gotten stuck in my head, 'Only Happy When it Rains' by Garbage:
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