the weekend went by on an odd foot. not bad, just a strange gait. i've been told by strangers in line at the grocery store that a big storm is on its' way and should be presenting itself any time now. inches will fall, they said. inches. needed. but you know i hate it. ever since i was a child, i only like the rain when it comes down at night. and when the night lifted, i saw that the day is a grey one. little pin-prick drops of moisture falling in the light off the street lamp. softly, unheard, like pine-needles. the storm makes its' signal. any time now. someone said 'tuesday' but they might've been wrong.
drizzle, drizzle, little cloud.
here you are
and there you go. go ahead
and pour down.
2 comments:
Someone one cube over just said the rain is coming tomorrow finally after being strangely absent for months. For months when it should have been here taking care of my weird garden inside of sun and cold. I admit I love the rain and the gray. I am Seattle woman thru and thru.
xo
wv: ungoids. WHAT???
hahaha
my sweetie says he'd love to live in seattle. absolutely LOVE it. a thick marine layer is his favorite thing- weather he wants to be surrounded by. he loves the grey drizzle too. i am just the opposite: sunshine junkie if ever there was one. we talk about building a house much like frieda's and diego's that is connected by a bridge on an imaginary landscape where his side of the house is in fog and mine is in sunlight. :)
i just finished my jog. some sprinkles are coming down. but i think your cube-neighbor is right. the real deal is comming tomorrow. so says the lady in line at the grocery store yesterday too.
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