Peevish Pen

Ruminations on reading, writing, rural living, retirement, aging—and sometimes cats. And maybe a border collie or other critters.

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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), and several Kindle ebooks.

Friday, October 26, 2007

It Pours!

THE RAIN is raining all around,
It falls on field and tree,
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea.

It’s still raining! It rained all day yesterday and is supposed to rain most of today. My rain gauge, which goes up to five inches, is full.

It’s falling on our fields, which are now the shade of bright green they should have been two months ago.

It rained on my umbrella, which the wind nearly ripped out of my hands yesterday when I walked the 400 feet from the garage to the mailbox.

It’s falling on our trees, one of which fell over. It happened to be the tree where the cable is attached at Brown Farm in Union Hall. The cable kept people from driving down our road; now the fallen tree keeps everyone from driving in there.

Dylan, who wants to be an outside cat, hates the rain. He begs to go out; I let him out. Soon a soggy Dylan begs to come in.

The rain is raining all around,
It falls on Dylan the cat.
It soddens up his hair,
And he cannot stand that.

He couldn’t care less what it does to ships at sea.

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