“No one in the class could remember a time when there wasn’t rain.”
-Ray Bradbury
After a very cold morning, the sun came out and surprised me. Up until that time, I was feeling a bit like Margot in Ray Bradbury’s All Summer In a Day….waiting for the rain to stop and the glorious sun to shine.
It doesn’t really feel like spring has arrived, considering all of the rain and snow showers that we’ve been having. Nothing unusual really, but it does seem like one of the coldest springtime’s ever.
Spring is always cold and rainy in Kalispell – it is my least favorite season here. Warmer than winter, yet colder than winter. You would have to experience something like it to know what I mean.
Just yesterday I was out on a walk with Mallory when I said I wished I had some earmuffs. She nodded in agreement and told me her own story of cold and aching ears. She then asked me if I wanted the old people kind of earmuffs.
“Of course not,” I said.
She responded quizzically with something like “I thought you wanted the big fuzzy ones that make you look like you have giant head phones on?” “The ones with the hard plastic band that wraps over the top of your head”.
Then I knew what she meant – those were the old people kind. It sort of burst my bubble as I’ve wanted a pair of those since I was a little girl. I absolutely refuse to start looking like an old fogey, so I suppose I’m stuck with one of my hats. I have collected many and cannot stand any of them. It’s not that they aren’t nice enough, it’s just that I feel funny in hats. I am always keeping an eye out for a new one that might suit me.
Whenever I get to grumbling about the clouds and rain, GD reminds me of my good fortune and says,
“Though April showers may come your way,
They bring the flowers that bloom in May.
So if it’s raining, have no regrets,
Because it isn’t raining rain, you know,
(It’s raining violets,)
And where you see clouds upon the hills,
You soon will see crowds of daffodils.
Crocus peeking through the snow April 3, 2011
Simple yet so true. What would be the point of wasting energy complaining about something that will pass soon enough. The rainy days will go away, leaving pretty flowers to bloom in May.
Patience – that’s what this rhyme is all about.
And if you haven’t read the short story “All Summer In a Day”, now is your chance.
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Till next time,
Marlene
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