Ah, Rain...

Another rainy day here in the deep South.  We're under a tornado watch and I'm staring out the window.  Unlike the other carbon-based life forms I work with, I love the rain.  My favorite days are rainy days.  Not sure why.  I've just always found rain to be a miracle of nature.

I suppose I should be working.  I really wish my cubicle faced a window.  But then again, if it did I'd never get any work done.  I keep looking for inspiration out that window.  As if something will pass by and I'll suddenly discover the meaning of life or the desire to stand and start polka dancing.  I don't know.  I'm being silly.  But sometimes that's what you need to do to keep going.

Through all the gloom and wetness outside, I see such lovely things.  A honeysuckle vine has managed to hold on to it's flowers all through the winter and there's a Blue Jay in a small pine tree. 

I could talk all day about nature and the things I see out the window and how i treasure them so.  But I think that may bore most people to tears and I don't want that.  Then again..... My blog!!!

To me, rain is peace.  It's a new start.  All things are washed clean and it's a time to start again from scratch.  It's a time of nurturing for the plants and creatures that depend on the water that falls from the sky.  Now, if the sirens would just turn off it would be much more peaceful.  I wonder if that means I should be taking cover?  Or if it's just a severe thunderstorm warning.  Hmmm....  I think I'll go find out.

Happy Saturday!

Scooter Out.