It is the rainy season. Calling it that is my way of coping so I have few expectations and it stops my whining. Damp and chilly again today as it has been the whole week. I see nothing but grey outside my window: a grey sky and empty grey branches. In the front yard, though, I can see flowers, white flowers. I can also see violets, ancestors of the ones originally from my mother’s garden.

I am sorry for the lack of a music posting the other day. My computer got weird, and I couldn’t get the music to post. It took me all day to figure out a solution. After I figured it out, I did my happy dance and scared Fern a bit. She ran away slunked close to the ground.

I’ve been watching the Red Sox. They have been winning, and the games have been exciting. For home games, the stands are fairly full but the fans are bundled as if for winter. I remember that game in Cleveland where the temperature was about 38˚. It is warmer than that but add damp to the mixture, and it is difficult to stay warm. Even the players are wearing long sleeves and jersey covers for their heads and ears. Xander Bogaerts, the shortstop, is from Aruba. He must think he is living a nightmare.

When I was little, the weather didn’t phase me though I did wish for snow a lot in the winter, more for a snow day than a sledding day. Adults are complainers. Kids take every day as it comes but somehow or other grow up to be people who complain: it’s too cold or too hot, too busy or not busy enough. Ask adults, they’ll tell you there’s never enough time. I don’t know when the change happens, when carefree kids become annoying adults, but I’m thinking it is a by-product of puberty.

I always had more than enough time when I was little. I figure it’s because I had few responsibilities. I had homework but never very much until high school. I had to change into my play clothes every day, but it’s a stretch to call that a responsibility. It took maybe 5 minutes of my time. I managed to fill most of my days and really didn’t notice time passing. I had plenty.

I’m back to having plenty of time sprinkled here and there with a few must-do stuff. I have to food shop, but Peapod delivers. I have to do laundry, but I wait until the last minute to do it and most times it sits in the dryer for a while. Roseanna and Lee come every two weeks to clean. All that’s left for me is to clean the animal dishes, change my bed and sweep a bit in between.

Today’s rain is just rain.