9/8/2012 West Virginia The rain is soft, softens the colors, the sounds of everything. No, it doesn't rain all the time, not at all. It's been sunny and gloriously beautiful and very warm all week. Perfect for hanging clothes on the line and reading on the porch in my nightgown. But today the rain has come. Straight down and quiet, almost have to think oh, is it raining? Till I look up and see the leaves dancing. That sort of invisible misting rain, that reminds me so much of England. Not like the torrential pouring rains with all it's drama smashing down on the tin roofs and bending palm trees of the Keys. Making every street a river instantly, then drying in the sun . No this is like a mist that comes to life, occasionally to crescendo then back to the living mist. Having said that it starts to Really crescendo, with the wind picking up and blowing rain sideways over the porch and everything on it. The temperature drops a good 5-10 degrees as well, making me wish for socks. Trouble is the socks get wet when I slip on these little Crocs to go to the bathhouse. I looked for boots but only found big heavy rubber boots made for mucking out stalls. A bit much for just walking out to the loo. Our friend Saffra left me a cozy lined perfect pair last summer, but they had a leak that we tried but couldn't fix. I decided to go modern and last time on the internet at MacDonalds ( where I had my first meal, a sugary sweet yogurt parfait ) ordered a pair of lime green lined perfect boots from Amazon.com. They'll be here on Monday. So cold feet today, but it's still fairly warm , just a reminder that it turns cold in the morn and eves quickly. One day it's 50 , the next 80. This time of year is totally shizophrenic that way.