Early this afternoon, a deluge kept on for over an hour. This made the Small Gardens off-limits. I felt a bit more confined than usual. After having my normal free range of the Bayou and surrounding woods temporarily taken from me, having the Small Gardens taken away seemed strangely unfair. To make myself feel somewhat better, I slipped out the french doors and sat on the front steps. The covered arbor provided a bit of shelter from the rain as it was coming straight down. Nary a breeze blew with this squall. I was able to breathe in the clean, rain-washed air and listen to the roar as the drops pounded the canvas topping. It was incredible! It was invigorating! I needed it.
Sometimes, it takes a good storm to refresh our attitudes. Just as the rain washes the earth, the storm washes away the doldrums. After my brief outing, I was able to return inside with a new outlook. Things are not so difficult. I will survive this adversity! As Queen of the Small Gardens, I shall survive this newfound trial of my endurance! Rainy days were made to empower!

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