Imagine a World Without Clouds...

Oy, just the thought! I love clouds! I am a cloud loving fiend! Well, except when I am trying to take a picture and the lighting... eh. Think about it though! The day is bright, the sun is shining, and there are no clouds... The sun is shining... right in your eyes.. and there are... no.. clouds. Sigh.
So then you have to use the shade. Can you imagine trying to find shapes in the trees?

You walk out of the dorm and see a mom and her little boy laying under the shade tree looking up at the leaves... "Look sweetie it's a .. leaf." Oh boy, that's a thrilling adventure... not. "Look sweetie if you squint and pretend that that branch is a vine you can pretend you're in the jungle." Yeah... exciting.

Clouds are amazing way to pass time when in a car for an eight hour trip with nothing to do. You can imagine that there are boats and castles and dragons and whatever else you can imagine. Clouds are also good for good game boy playing. Sorry, had to put a plug (that is such a weird term. I am going to put a plug in for something. Doesn't that make you think of the little dutch boy plugging the hole in the dam or something? I digress...) in for game boys.

Clouds.. I am so glad we have clouds.... Especially since rain comes from clouds....

Splashin' in My Puddles...

I remember, much to my surprise, sitting in a puddle in our front yard and splashing with enthusiasm. I had to have been only about four years old. I was thoroughly enjoying having water soak into my clothing and turn my skin a dirty brown. Now that I think back to that time, I wish I could splash with freedom again. Amazing how about fifteen years changes so much in one's life.

Puddles, now, are things to try to stay away from. They get your clean clothes dirty, your combed hair frizzy, and your shoes water logged. Not to mention the emotional damage those dangerous puddles cause you if you see your little brother heading towards one with speed, dexterity, and a fiendish gleam in his eye. Where you would have once laughed and probably joined him as a child, you now shy away and shout "no no no no!"

Sigh

I wish I could splash in puddles again when I am feeling down on rainy days. Unfortunately, in order to preserve my dignity and my limited wardrobe from ruin I must avoid the puddles. Though... I am sure no one would notice if I ran my car through puddles and squealed with delight. Maybe my problem isn't that I am unable to do it, I just have to change my method....