A Little More Rain, A Lot More Pain, And the Memory of Creating A Song

And The Rain Came Down 

This evening I watched the rain come. 

We have a lovely porch here at the creek house. Its truly a shame we don’t use it more often. Tonight, I knew a storm front was passing through, so I waited for the rain. 

Down in southern Ohio, they have been getting rain all summer, but that is not the case here in the NE corner of the state. In our particular location, we have been exempt from the rainfall just a few miles away, but not tonight. 

We got a decent, but brief, thunder shower. 

I checked the radar, and marked the front as it traveled from the west side of Cleveland, on east into Lake County. 

I had an acupuncture session yesterday and experienced a serious nerve flair up this afternoon. My internet health reference, Janet, indicated that this was to be expected, and I should do nothing tonight. Watching a rain-shower pass seemed like a perfect activity.

And it was. 

The storm had an appropriate amount of thunder to announce its progress, and I sat with my phone on my lap intending to get a little bit of video to document the moment it hit. Every now and again, one of these weather events comes roaring up, or down the valley with astounding ferocity. But that was not the case tonight. 

As the thunder got closer, a gentle rain started, and gradually increased in intensity until it was raining pretty hard, but nothing overly dramatic. 

It was lovely. 

We have been experiencing a mild drought and we really needed the rain.

Whenever a nice rain sets up, I recall starting to write my song, The Skies Turned Grey. 

The song was recorded for my second album, Arrow Creek. The highlight is Caroline Quines’ exquisite harmonies. 

I was sitting in the airport across the gate from one of the national news anchors. We were both watching the news as Hurricane Katrina was about to slam into New Orleans. We had both been at the White House Conference on Collaborative Conservation in St. Louis. He was leaving early to get back to cover the storm, I was leaving early because I felt the whole thing was a sham. 

The George W Bush Whitehouse had orchestrated the event to create “input” to begin dismantling the Clean Water and Endangered Species Act(s). The proceedings from that conference were overshadowed by the horrific effects of that storm.

Ah the recollections that come to mind. 

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