Rain, rain go away, come again some other day... although this is a children's nursery rhyme I am sure many adults have hummed or sung this song in their head if not out loud!
Here in our little area of the south, the rains seem to come with the Fall/Winter season, so not only is it cold, its dreary.
This morning as I sit and listen to the silence around me it's peaceful and quiet; the fog has gobbled up all sounds except for the clicking of my keyboard and the little rumble that Becki and Althea make as they sleep.
This photo was taken on a dreary but happy and peaceful day... on my trip back home to Port St Joe Florida. Frank, Andy, Julie and I were at a little place looking out of the windows at St Joe Bay as we (not Andy) dined on some of the best shrimp I had ever eaten in my life.
Many people say you can't go home again, but Bon Jovi said you could so I decided to give it a shot. While I didn't get to see any old school friends, I did talk to several neighbors, discovered our old home had been torn down (yes I cried) and that some things never change... like the footpath to the beach where 30 years before I had walked across the burning sand to plunge into the peaceful waters of the bay.
I miss PSJ, and Ocala and Jasper, AL the not so little anymore town where I was born but am content to call my little spot in SC home as yes I've learned "home IS where the heart is".