Good morning. Tina here.
Apparently, here in Kelsey, and elsewhere in the Gold Country, we are about to experience good weather, something that has been a bit rare around here, especially on the weekends!
Last weekend I attended a very wet outdoor wedding, the bride and groom had a large umbrella held over their heads throughout the ceremony. It was a lot of fun. We sat under a large tarp, and as the rain built up at the edge, every so often it would suddenly dump a large pool of water only inches behind the eldest (at 81 years) participant. What excitement! I sat next to her. She managed to stay dry regardless.
I am sharing my cloud pictures as you look to the west from my front porch. I once had a neighbor whose name was Cloud. I would never think to name my daughter Cloud, but I really like the name.
When temps climb into the 100s this summer, and they will, we can look back at these and cool off a bit.
When the sun is beating down and the grass is once again golden, we can sip some iced tea and remember when we complained of too much rain.
When the forest fires threaten, and the mosquitoes swarm so that my husband wants to drain the hot tub, we can reminisce about the two mallards who enjoyed the sprinkles as they flew along the river.
We will be able to say we've looked at clouds from both sides, then.
Apparently, here in Kelsey, and elsewhere in the Gold Country, we are about to experience good weather, something that has been a bit rare around here, especially on the weekends!
Last weekend I attended a very wet outdoor wedding, the bride and groom had a large umbrella held over their heads throughout the ceremony. It was a lot of fun. We sat under a large tarp, and as the rain built up at the edge, every so often it would suddenly dump a large pool of water only inches behind the eldest (at 81 years) participant. What excitement! I sat next to her. She managed to stay dry regardless. 
I am sharing my cloud pictures as you look to the west from my front porch. I once had a neighbor whose name was Cloud. I would never think to name my daughter Cloud, but I really like the name.
When temps climb into the 100s this summer, and they will, we can look back at these and cool off a bit.
When the sun is beating down and the grass is once again golden, we can sip some iced tea and remember when we complained of too much rain.
When the forest fires threaten, and the mosquitoes swarm so that my husband wants to drain the hot tub, we can reminisce about the two mallards who enjoyed the sprinkles as they flew along the river.
We will be able to say we've looked at clouds from both sides, then.
4 comments:
Yes, we who live here in the Foothills of the Sierras really do know clouds this year, don't we?
I have mixed emotions about all of this. I'm tired of the rain but I know that in a month or so I will regret any comment about the abundance of wetness this year.
The heat will come, bringing long hot nights, mosquitoes, rattlesnakes,and the fires we fear so much. Then.... I will miss the beautiful clouds.
I will come back to this post in a month or so and look longingly at these lovely cloud photos.
Hi Farmlady. I bet you get some nice shots of clouds at your home too. I hope I didn't give the impression I don't like the rain. I only dislike it if I have to be trying to walk in it with an umbrella and a cane, which I have found this year can be pretty tough. Otherwise, I do really love it. I will be with you looking longingly at my cloud photos. Tina
I am one of those rare people who never complain about an overcast day, nor clouds - no, nor even the rain. It has been so nice to have had such an unusually cool and damp spring - and I, for one, am not looking forward to the hot summer sun at all. I save my complaining for the HOT days, and I know they will be here soon enough. Don't we all know people who complain about the weather, no matter what it is? They complain about the cold, the rain - and then again come summertime. Not me.
i don't mind cool/cold weather. mainly, cuz once it turns hot - it is unrelenting. i love clouds.
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