SINGING IN THE RAIN....

--Usually when it rains, I’m pretty down in the mouth. The change in weather does a number on me. It's all I can do just to maintain.
--Today found me out waiting for the dang fool dogs, to do their business in a light drizzle. For some dang fool reason I found the whole thing quite amusing. Leaning on a cane standing in a light rain waiting for a couple of dogs who were watching me. So I decided to give them a moment of privacy and took a little walk. Because I knew if I went back in the house the fools would be barking before I even got my coat of.
--For some reason I ended up at one of my serenity chairs sat down and started singing a silly song while I waited.
--I’ll have to give my wife credit all these years she's been singing in the rain and I’d just shake my head in wonder. I guess I never realized what in Sam hill she was talking about until I tried it. The sense of melancholy it brought about was amazing.
--When I came back in the house with the 2 dogs dragging me all the way. I found that even though I felt like I’d been wailed on with a bag of rocks the mental recharge I’d gotten was going to give me enough inspiration to get through what promised to be a long Derry day.....