When my computer decided to play dead yesterday, I was in the process of writing about rain, which had been falling in fair abundance for two days already. And I was in a mood to begin with because, as much as we need rain, desperately, and as much as I was truly happy for all of those thirsty little plants and reservoirs out there, I have a sort of allergic reaction to lack of sunshine. It gets me down. I believe it should only rain at night. I’ll live with it for as long as I have to because, as I said, we really need rain. But it was starting to get on my nerves. Today, on the other hand, was simply magnificent, with skies that were an amazing robin’s egg blue and little high white fluffy clouds.
The protagonist in this particular drama, of course, was Isadore, and I found this beautiful photo that I would have posted here if I had figured out yet how to do that (I had help last time). But take a look. Gorgeous, huh? Deadly, too.
