Barely Raining

[rejectomorph]

All day the sky grey and what people who don't like rain are pleased to call threatening. Maybe they have to go out and walk in it. Maybe some of them are farmers and their crops are at a stage where rain would be harmful. Maybe they are allergic to water. Maybe they are seamen fearing a storm. Maybe they are the organizers of a parade. Maybe they own a baseball team and will lose money it it rains. But I never think of that sky as threatening. I get to stay indoors, warm and toasty, and have no problems, as long as the plastic rain hat doesn't come off of my telephone junction box, allowing it to get wet inside and cutting off my internet connection. I like the grey sky. It is sort of like being in a Pissarro painting. But, all day the grey sky and no rain until just a short time ago, and only the lightest of rains. Maybe later, more.

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[bram.livejournal.com]

Walking home today in Claremont I saw the Moon straight up at the zenith, with the BIG ring of refracted light, as you said recently, about 30 Moon diameters.

As my friends list became long and busy, I've found it hard to pay attention to your contemplative minimalist entries.

After all, there's not much really new in the weather, I figured you weren't really going to see something different from what's been seen for centuries.

But recently I've started to see the humor in them. Like the one about mistaking something mundane (your shoe I think) for the sound of a bird...

And I would have walked home oblivious to the sight above me had I not been thinking about your weatherly comments, and missed the Moon ring tonight.

The commonplace is full of delights

[rejectomorph]

One of the things which has had a great influence on my life (though I didn't realize it for a long time) is an observation by the very obscure humorist E.E. Remus. He defined water as "A clear liquid, admired as a beverage because, by its abundance, it makes a luxury of thirst." Over the years, this thought has seeped into the corners of my mind until I have come to believe that the world is full of things which, by their abundance (and variety,) make a luxury of boredom. To reap their benefits, all we need do is observe them, and realize how astonishing the ordinary can be.

[blue-by-you.livejournal.com]

Love the quote by Remus. Haven't heard it before. I'm with you -- love the grey skies and the sound of rain. I sleep better when it's raining. I love to fall asleep to the sound of it.