MAKE IT A GREAT DAY: A rainy Saturday

The morning began with a bit of a chilly breeze accompanying the overcast sky that screamed of impending rain; however, the forecast showed the rain entering around 9:00 PM, tonight.

I went to the front yard to bid farewell to two final Mary Lincoln day lilies, thus ending the 2021 Mary Lincoln Day Lily Festival de La Haasienda. I am always grateful to Debbie and Jim McCutcheon for giving me four plants many years ago. What a joyful reunion they become each June and into July.

At 8:30 AM, I was feeling a bit uneasy about the “feel” of the weather. Approaching rain has a distinct feel and smell. My body began foretelling the barometric change with the aching and stiffness I dealt with the previous rain showers. I could smell the rain from its distance but it was very much an active “I shall be with you, soon” smell.

I decided I would mow the front and back yards at 11:00 AM and finish up with trimming. In the meantime, I would rest a bit more.

10:55 AM, I stepped out onto the deck and as I readied myself for the yard work… they began! Those cold, icy pellets, stinging the skin, leaving tiny spots after taking their target on my clothes and skin. Arghhh!

I returned to the kitchen to prepare a second cup of coffee and mourn my lost mowing adventure and the opportunity to keep up. Sunday is another washout and Monday is predicting 72% rain. Wednesday is the next doable day and that is already a questionable day for rain.

My plans were foiled. So be it. It’s just my grass. It’s not a large farm of produce that’s been destroyed by flooding, drought, or other natural cruelties. It is well…

So, I’ve rerouted my day with indoor activities which include cleaning the kitchen, or at least nudging it in some direction of that nature; continuing with a new audio book, JOHN QUINCY ADAMS by Harlow Giles Unger – I’m only a few chapters in and am liking it!; enjoying more time with the dogs; and pulling out my weekender suitcase, a small cloth-shell container that has made many, many trips for the past twenty-one years. I bought it for the first son and it was used extensively for trips to Indiana, The Outer Banks, Walt Disney World, Washington, DC, Gatlinburg and Pigeon Forge, Lincoln State Park and Holiday World, Springfield (Ill) and various other places for short trips. It will be employed for a trip that will include St. Louis and to Springfield, Illinois, one more time. The burgundy bag has been a travel blessing.

Now, it’s time to continue on with a new set of plans so I don’t fall short of making it a great day!

About Wright Flyer Guy

Darin is a single adoptive father, a teacher, playwright, and musical theatre director from Kettering, Ohio.
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