I believe the phrase “when it rains, it pours” aptly describes our weather this past week; first, we’ve not had significant rain in weeks, and now it is arriving too frequently and rather annoyingly so. The phrase “when it rains, it pours” also may be a proverb that defines all these natural disasters that have sadly hogged our news headlines for weeks now. To me, it seems that each of the natural disasters is more horrific and devastating than the last one, and, I am sure the Red Cross is at a loss how to cope with so many homeless people, and the poor relief workers and first responders are just plain weary.
Here in Michigan, we have only had to contend with rain and that is a blessing, and, sometimes I think, though I complain about the high heat and humidity or the ice and snow, we’ve really got it good here in the mitten state.
Today was Friday the 13th and I ventured out, glad to be sprung from the house after that two-day sogfest, and I was happy to get my morning walk in. But first, I peered out the front door to ensure there were no ladders, nor black cats (not even Halloween decorations of black felines) and only then, did I deem it safe to head out. All I saw on my quick look-see to also determine “coat or no coat” was a gloomy-looking, very gray sky.
I headed down to Council Point Park and the grass was glistening from the rampage of rain and the asphalt was still splotchy from the precip and tree drips and splatters. Leaves were everywhere, clinging to the wet spots, as well as my walking shoes. There were just a handful of walkers on the path, and I figured the squirrels were probably anxious to see me start on the trail since they missed their treats the past two days, but they were nowhere to be found – hmm, perhaps they are already cocooning in their nests high up in the trees on this damp and dreary day.
I got four miles logged in today, the round trip there, plus one entire trip around the Park. That late arrival of the sun and somewhat gloomy morning had me dashing out the door later, so that meant one less mile walked. Yup, the days are getting so much shorter and I’m already looking forward to the time change on November 5th.
I was happy to arrive home unscathed by any mischief from Friday the 13th , only to find out our computer system was down once I tried to log in. It’s been down all day and I fear those Friday the 13th gremlins, or someone else, has put an evil spell on our system … we are nearing Halloween after all.
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