Hello,
Complaints can become a way of life
when dealing with the uncontrollable weather. It seems just a week ago we were
considering getting into high gear complaining about the dry spell that did not
have an end. However now we are contemplating complaining about the rain that
appears to have stalled over us.
I hung out clothes today. I had
planned to just hang out the sheets, but before I knew what had happened the
entire first load was on the lines. The moisture in the air inhibited and
lengthened the drying routine. Most things were almost dry on the line and
finished dried satisfactorily when I spread them out on the bed or hung them on
the clothes rack. No rain during this period of time was much appreciated.
Pain has a way of exploding into our
lives and wrenching us sideways just when we feel that life is good. My friend’s
young granddaughter was hit by a car and killed. I was so shocked yesterday I could not write,
but these thoughts.
Paula
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