Well, it’s raining.
It’s raining badly enough that our eave troughs have overflowed, and the basement has started to leak, so we had to go downstairs and rush to pick all the paper off the floor in one of the back rooms. It’s worth it though. I like rain. All the cats cluster because something strange is happening, and there’s the calming drum of raindrops on the roof, accompanied by the occasional thunder clap or flash of lightning. Yay.
Not having an air conditioner isn’t too fun. Global warming anyone? I might write an article once it cools off some and I can think straight.
This morning after choir, I finally realized the difference between Mrs. Borton and Mr. Dewald that had been bugging me. Mrs. Borton treats her students like friends, and has fun with them by singing. Mr. Dewald treats his students as though they were a tool that’s, usually, not doing what he wants them to do (read: talking during stops and even during singing.)
The “Nature?!” part of this post has to do with the insane snow-situation that happened after school. I grabbed a camera, and admittedly didn’t make very good pictures, but enough to get the basic idea. Link!