Raining Violets!

“It isn’t raining rain, you know…it’s raining violets!” Lyrics from the song April Showers!

We woke up to rain today and I couldn’t help but think of the lyrics to one of my favorite songs! Reading a good book on a rainy day is always a pleasure for me…and although it is not April…the weather here reminds me of April.

I know many parts of the country are in deep freezes today… or close to it and I thought this song might let your thoughts drift to Spring and the beautiful flowers of Spring.

 Al Jolson and Bing Crosby sang the song … (you can click on this link) April Showers and it will take you to Bing Crosby you tube singing the song.

I think the lyrics just makes one happy…don’t ya think? 

*Life is not a highway strewn with flowers,
Still it holds a goodly share of bliss,
When the sun gives way to April showers,
Here’s a thought that we should never miss:
Though April showers
May come your way,
They bring the flowers
That bloom in May;
And if it’s raining,
Have no regrets;
Because, it isn’t raining rain, you know,
It’s raining violets.
And when you see clouds
Upon the hill,
You soon will see crowds
Of daffodils;
So keep on looking for the bluebird,
And listening for his song,
Whenever April showers come along.

Forgive me for pulling this post from one of my first posts….

Rain…some people like it and some people don’t. We know and understand the need for rain …so for farmers …unless it is a flood produced by too much rain, they really look forward to the moisture filled clouds.

We lived in Seattle for a couple years and I really did not mind the rain….because it was a rare occasion that produced a hard rain.  Most of the time, the rain consisted of a mist.

The way I looked at it was like this….if I could take Jesse out for a walk and not need an umbrella….then it was a mist! If my hair does not drip…it is misting only. ;)!!  The Captain and I used to laugh at the weatherman on the television stations in Seattle,  because he counted the lightning strikes and it was always in the single digits.  Most other parts of the country have lightning strikes in the triple digits.  🙂 And Florida is no exception….but I digress.

I love to read and a rainy day seems the perfect time to grab a good book, a light blanket and curl up by a window and get lost in the pages of a mystery novel. If you close your eyes, you can travel to distant places. I enjoy the “smell” of the pages of print. I like to touch the coarse or slick pages, depending on the book. Ahhhhh, it takes me back to my childhood, to another place in time. Reading can do that to you…you can visualize places far away and see, feel, hear and smell the sights and sounds as the letters jump off the page and into your reverie.  It is magical!

One summer day, a very, very, long time ago, I sat by the window of our old farm house reading a Little House on the Prairie book. It was called The Long Winter and although the weather was a blazing hot Kansas day, I actually felt the cold chill as Laura related her story of the daily life of snowy blizzards on the prairies. In this story, it was so cold…. they were snowed in for months and were not able to have Christmas until the thaw in May.

I still have all the Laura Ingalls Wilder book series. I took the above picture and couldn’t resist opening the well worn cover to touch the inside pages and to gaze longingly at the simply drawn pictures of Ma and Pa, Mary and Carrie. In case you are curious, I couldn’t help but put the book to my nose and breathe in another place and time.

We got up early today to attend the early church service (8:30) and I have many things on my “ToDo List”…but I think I will take a break, grab my cup of hot tea and enjoy a visit to the Dakota Prairies with an old friend.

Me

*April Showers lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing