We have been breaking some records for rainfall around here. I guess it is just part of life in a rain forest. But before you start thinking that I am down about it, I am not. I have found myself to be very grateful, because the more it rains, the more I appreciate the brief pauses in the downpours. Those rare days when there is this unfamiliar glow coming in the windows we rejoice, the weatherman calls it sun. I am not thrilled however that they always seem to land on days that I am working. Constant water dripping makes you realize that you really appreciate it when it stops. More moisture than the shower, more fog, more mist, more wetness than you can mop up, makes you very grateful for the breaks in the weather. And when the sun comes out, so do all the people, the dog walkers, and the older folks who push their walkers to the mall. Everyone hits the sidewalks to get out there and breath in something other than rain. The parks fill up, and the streets are filled. Some brave souls even venture out into the garden. So bring on the gloomy dark days, the endless rain, and the shivery dampness. When the sun comes out, we Rain Forester dwellers sure know how to party. And on another note, a great big thank you to Lona. From A Hocking Hill's Garden for passing on a best blog award to me. While I don't participate in awards, and such, I really do appreciate being thought of, and I wanted to acknowledge receiving the award. So thank you Lona, I love your blog, it is a beautiful and relaxing place to visit.