Here in Ohio we have a saying, "If you don't like the weather, wait ten minutes, it'll change."
However, I must say that in my 38 years of living in this state, minus a few college years in New York, this weather has gotten enough air time (get it?). We have been slogging through the rain for weeks. The kids have never worn rain boots as much as they have this year. I guess that's a positive, there have been years where the boots aren't hardly worn and they grow out of them before they have had any use.
We pass over bridges that span swollen rivers rumbling down their beds. Full of brown frothy sludge with who knows what under the swift current. I can hardly keep my eyes on the road as I watch the river pass under the bridges. Trees who are several feet under water, houses, cars, old tractors, islands covered with this water that keeps coming.
Our backyard sports a trampoline under which sports a small swamp. This swamp has been water covered since the thaw we had back in March. I have caught my children with rain boots parked by the front door wading in this swamp, backs bent under the black disc of stretchy material. Not barefooted, no! With some sort of tennis shoe or other getting completely ruined...why?
And if that isn't enough our dog, Cocoa, who hates getting a bath. In fact, we use a spray bottle full of water to squirt her into obedience..she is standing in the swamp, running through it, digging in it getting covered in muddy grime.
My body, my garden, my flowers, my seedlings, my nerves, my family, my dog, my grass (which currently is beyond mowing and now needs baled) we all need a dry spell with some sunlight! Either that or I need an escape to a beach somewhere with sunshine!
