Another rainy day

I fell asleep last night to the sound of pouring rain.

I woke up - in the middle of the night - to hear reruns - all night long.

It's nippy outside, and everywhere I step I have to slog through mud. It's enough to make an optimist sad!

I know that the rains must come to remind us of how much we appreciate the sun. During the summer, we complain when it's hot and sunny, but we fail to appreciate what the seasons mean.

We must get plenty of rain in the Spring to saturate the earth and prepare for the coming Summer when rain might be scarce. Fall and Winter must come to give the plants and trees a season of rest.

Although I prefer all seasons except winter, the cold and frosty days of January make me long for even the chilly, rainy days of Spring - about which I am now complaining!

I'll try not to complain any more, though - ever day brings what it is supposed to bring - and we should take it as it comes - and make the best of it.

Soon enough, the plants that are hinting at beauty right now will be ablaze with color and encouragement - and I'll be able to sit outside next to my butterfly garden and enjoy.

I can't wait!