Rainy Monday

I woke up this morning to the sound of rain on the roof of the trailer! I love the sound.

I suspect it takes me back to childhood homes in Liberia, West Africa.

Via Google Images 

We stepped outside and realized the Caboose was sitting in a mini-lake. We were surrounded. Michael drove us all to the showers. We scouted around for higher ground. We may consider moving spots as the winter progresses.

Michael and Stacia went over to Mom G's to work on the "river room."  They report minimal progress. The boys and I stayed here to continue plodding through school.

By 3 p.m. the steady, continual, pounding on the roof by the rain was getting a tad bit old.  I wondered if one could go crazy listening to rain. I can't succumb to cabin fever on day 1.

The rain let up, the Chicken Divan (and Veggie Divan)  in the oven, Michael and I took Yuuki for a walk. Everything is fresh. All the dust is washed away. The noise stopped for a couple of hours. I can do this.

It's 11 p.m. and it's raining again - but I love the sound of rain on the roof of the Caboose.