Friday poems are Lindsay's thing, and I don't mean to encroach, but this - by Frances Shaw - is lovely, (and as I write, it's pouring!):
Who loves the rain
And loves his home,
And looks on life with quiet eyes,
Him will I follow through the storm;
And at his hearth-fire keep me warm;
Nor hell nor heaven shall that soul surprise,
Who loves the rain,
And loves his home,
And looks on life with quiet eyes
I do love the rain, so that resonates with me, but as long as you have "The Right Attitude to Rain", you'll be fine! Any other 'rainy' books or poems ? Here's one to be going on with.
This cat hates getting his fur wet as you know well. One of the books in which torrential rain plays a key role that comes to my mind (and good for adults as well as children in my opinion) is Moominsummer Madness by Tove Jansson.
Posted by: Dark Puss | 18 July 2009 at 01:27 PM
I see that I am probably the antithesis of all the virtues extolled in your poem. Thus you are generous indeed to count me amongst your friends. Both heaven and hell are giving me a bit of a hard time at the moment; lucky I'm an atheist!
Posted by: Dark Puss | 19 July 2009 at 04:22 PM
See this! http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sci/tech/8155883.stm
Posted by: Lindsay | 20 July 2009 at 09:34 PM
Thank you!
Posted by: Dark Puss | 22 July 2009 at 09:34 PM