I check the weather to determine whether or not I’ll water the garden. I find myself so thankful for the blessing of rain. Not only does it save me from the morning watering rounds, but it also happily cools the yard. I realize these kinds of statements come from the mind of an older person. That is me. I’m older now.
It’s wonderful to think of the seasons of your life and how, when you’re younger, rain hardly ever represents a good thing. It cancels games; it closes pools; it keeps you away from everything out there. And suddenly, you’re older. You love when rain keeps you in here and how it relieves you of watering your garden.