Be still sad heart and cease repining;
Behind the clouds the sun is shining,
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life a little rain must fall...
It becomes the "New England way" to complain about the weather.
I try not to comply.
This week it's been tempting to have Noah on speed dial.
I LOVE my rain-soaked, drooping flowers!
I love when baseball games and soccer practices are cancelled!
The rain slows us down.
And this is GOOD.