Every conversation I have had today has involved the weather. Every single one. The boys and I woke up and had one of those ‘gosh, gee whiz, it’s raining’ kind of conversations.I dropped them at school and called The Builder. We had one of those ‘good grief, how wet is it?’ kind of chats.
I went to a cafe, and was asked if I’d removed my flippers at the door.
I ran into a friend I hadn’t seen for ages. Opening gambit: “Nice weather for ducks!” (Yes, really.)
I called a contact from the car. “Is it pouring in your neck of the woods?” (Sorry, I can’t help it.)
I went home and decided I would not post a Facebook update about the weather. And I didn’t. Well, not really…
Then I went out into the backyard. And discovered a river running through it. And a frog pond that had grown to Olympic-pool-sized proportions.
So I gave up immediately, took the image you see with my little duck friend, and decided if you can’t beat them, join them.
How about this weather???????
*Just a reminder to all friends of Fibro that we are holding a live Facebook chat with the fabulous Graeme Simsion, best-selling author of The Rosie Project, tomorrow night (Tuesday 25 June) at 8pm. All questions about writing, reading and books welcome. Come one, come all! Details here.