There’s a poem by Spike Milligan I’ve always loved, and I think of it often living here in rainy Glasgow:
There are holes in the sky
Where the rain gets in
But they’re ever so small
That’s why the rain is thin.
So here’s my one word poem for today’s Daily Create – some pics I took yesterday. The first is our back garden during the downpour, the others are local pavements.
Rain
Rain
Rain
Rain
Rain
Will send the poem to a friend living on the north west coast of Washington State. We both grew up in the San Francisco bay area and moved north on the coast. Sunny here in Alberta but I think it makes people dumb without clouds to filter cosmic rays out.
That’ll be why the Scots are brighter than the English then, haha
I think having to wear rubber boots all the time protects the Scots from malicious electro-magnetic influence too.
Haha, yes – it grounds us well