A Rainy Friday In May.

 Normal, who knows?

Waking up to rain makes a bit of a difference. Knowing it is going to rain most of the day makes the choice of clothes much easier. Layers, jackets and sturdy shoes. Forget about being fashionable, comfort and staying dry are of the order of the day. Anyway, when it rains hardly anyone takes the time to look up and really see you.

Rainy days bring forth visions of Agatha Christie with the inevitable murders in the village. Often I catch myself wondering who would be a perfect match for characters in her books. Village life a hundred years on surely isn't that much different? There will always be the gossip, the know-it-all, the grumpy one and the belle of them all...ah, the plot thickens as to who would be first in Ms Christie's bloodthirsty stroke of the pen...

Thank goodness it is raining today as our fields, lawns and vineyards have been dusty and dry. If the rain proves to be too much, only time will tell but according to our weather gal ( she who has been wrong before ) only today is going to be rainy and the weekend will be full of sunshine and magical May weather. Great, I'll wait to do a load of laundry until then.

Taking Mausi outside for her morning constitutional is actually a breeze and a scream when it rains. As much as she meouws to go outside, the minute her paws hit the wet grass and or a drop of rain has the audacity to land on her fur, she bolts back inside. Oh, what an character.

Both of us have plenty of books still to read and that should make the start of the weekend nice and interesting. Although, both of us do tend to get sidetracked by the darn computer and its temptations. Here is to a nice and magical weekend ahead...

Biggi