I knew I was asking for trouble that beautiful hot sunny day in the middle of the Summer, the beautiful hot sunny day when there wasn't a fluffy white cloud in the azure sky, the beautiful hot sunny day that I remember praying for rain, the beautiful hot sunny day that seemed a lifetime ago as I stood dripping from head to toe in the pouring rain. I knew I was asking for trouble and I knew it would come back to bite me on the butt....I knew I'd be sorry...so very sorry !!! Someone very wise once told me to be careful what I prayed for and today I knew exactly what she meant ! Lying snuggled up in bed ( coughing croaking and wheezing ) I could hear the rain...not a gentle pitter patter, more like Niagra Falls hitting the window pane. The wind was blowing and I could hear branches creaking and straining...please, not another downed tree this year and please, not another extended power outage...not yet ! All day we dodged torrents of rain, watched black clouds skitting accross the sky and caught missiles launched by the unforgiving wind ( we really shouldn't have left that bucket out in the yard !!). The horses stood, rumps to the weather and gave us the " you cannot be serious" look, The goats moaned to get out and moaned even more mournfully to get back in , Dolly Molly and Macho retreated into their barn and we hardly saw a dewy cows nose all day. .... Lamb Chop and Daisy May never stopped complaining ( loudly ) all day....nor did I ( even more loudly !!!) Don't get me wrong, I can do rain, I came from the North West of England , thats probably capital of the rain world, in a few million years, NW Britts will probably have evolved with webbed feet, we expect rain.....but what went on today from dawn till dusk wasn't just "rain". I think we need to start building an ark, we've got the two by twos....but if I suggest another project for Greg I think it will send him over the edge !! Ok, Gregs put Bran out, TV's off, cuckoo clock said 10pm...bedtime....AND IT'S STILL RAINING !!!! Take care, keep dry. M
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorIts me, Maureen, (the Boss) Archives
March 2018
Categories |