Today I have been thinking about…rain. It makes the crops grow, my mother used to say. I bet yours did too.
I’ve got to say that it’s small comfort when you’ve left for the school run in brilliant sunshine, and are therefore unprepared for the deluge of – ouch, is that hail? – appearing halfway up the road.
When the jackets are still wet from yesterday and you can’t find the waterproof trousers: and the car’s in the garage, before you ask. I’m not voluntarily walking in this downpour. When the children are actually screaming with outrage as their non-soluble skin has been exposed to the horror of pure water. You drag them on, trying to remember whether Acid Rain is still a ‘thing.’
Just dreich, cold, dripping, numbing: horrible.
But…it does make the lush, green, sustaining, miraculous crops grow.