Thursday, November 7, 2013

high and dry

There is the sound of distant running water like a tap left on. It is raining hard this morning. I usually enjoy the sound of rain, but this morning it occurs to me that it has an ominous rumble. The sort of sound that makes tenting campers cringe, and for the same reason. Rain overhead could become rain over head.
We are in the midst of re-roofing.
I admit I have taken my roof for granted.
I have smiled at snow and wind and laughed at rain.
Not today though.
Today I am glancing uneasily at the gray sky.
Here's hoping the ceiling stays high and dry.

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