"Rain, rain, go away. I want to go out and play!"It is raining again this morning. I hate to complain because I know when it stops, we are going to get dry and hot!
But this is summer!
We're supposed to be out working in our yards. Neighbors should be gathering in the evenings to exchange gossip and the goings-on in our town. Kids are supposed to be riding their bikes up and down the streets.
Nothing is as it 'should' be!
Mushrooms are growing in our lawns. This is NCentral Texas! We're not supposed to have mushrooms. When you step outside early in the mornings, there is a foul, sour odor that slaps you in the face. The inside of the house is musty.
All of this reminds me of early marriage in Huntsville. (the hell hole) At that time, I had long, thick hair. When I washed it, it would absolutely sour on my head before it dried. (before I had a hand held hair dryer) Also...no clothes dryer! Clothes would mildew on the line before they dried. Leather shoes would mildew in the closet!
In spite of it all...I survived and it gave me "fodder to blog about".
I'm wondering how all the erratic weather conditions over the state is going to affect the economy of the state. And, how it will affect us, personally.
My heart grieves for the farmers whose wheat fields are standing under water.
The watermelon and cantaloupe production will be way down, if they make at all.
It's times like this that we need to hold on to our faith and remember that "The Anchor Holds".
