Rainy Days and Tuesdays

It's the second time within the last week that I've gotten to walk in the rain! We had a question at our small group meeting about things that were "thumbs up" or "thumbs down" and I had to give a big "thumbs up" to walking in the rain! (walking as in: purposeful, 3 mile, speed walking) The first was very early last Monday morning and I was dressed in a rain coat and walked with a friend. It was wonderful. The next was this morning at 6 a.m. and I forgot the raincoat. (and the shampoo.) Needless to say I got soaked through, but it was worth the walk! It's a time I like to use to remind myself of how blest I am with abundance. I don't consider the rainy days quite like Longfellow, but you have to enjoy his poem anyway on a day like this!

The Rainy Day
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;

It rains, and the wind is never weary;

The vine still clings to the moldering wall,

But at every gust the dead leaves fall,

And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;

It rains, and the wind is never weary;

My thoughts still cling to the moldering Past,

But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast

And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;

Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;

Thy fate is the common fate of all,

Into each life some rain must fall,

Some days must be dark and dreary.