When I was young, really young, like 10 years old or so, we used to chant a little rhyme: "I wear my silk pajamas in the summer when it's hot, I wear my flannel nightie in the winter when it's not, and sometimes in the spring-time and sometimes in the fall, I jump right in between the sheets with nothing on at all!" I think that was followed by "Glory, glory, hallelujah " repeated two or three times and ended with, "nothing on at all'. The way the weather has been in the last year or so I keep all the possibilities at hand at all times. What ever is called for, that's what I wear or don't wear as the case may be.
My grandpa Morrissey had a picture on the wall in his hall ,of a man, standing in a driving rain storm with an inside out umbrella and the title was,"Weather is weather, whether or not." Frankly, I never got it! Incidentally, he had another picture of an old man walking toward his farm house in deep snow. The man had a jug in his hand that was leaving a trail of ,what I took to be syrup, that was leaking out onto the snowy ground. It was titled, "Ignorance is bliss". Philosophy 101.
We went to see the Louisville Bats play the other night. It was a pleasantly warm summer night, and the Bats were having a good night, they played as if they knew what they were doing. The crowd was laid back and seemed to be enjoying the game. Brian and Larry had made arrangements to meet the local member of the Zamboli (sic) fire works team to join him on the bridge to see him ignite the fire works display that was taking place immediately after the game. Larry and Brian left at the seventh inning stretch and walked to the Kennedy bridge to meet him. Linda and I stayed behind to watch the last two innings of the game. Bats won! I ran to the rest room so that I could get back in time to see the display of fireworks. When I came back, it had started to rain, rather heavily. Soon followed by horrendous lightning and thunder, the fireworks paled in comparison to the heavenly fireworks display. Linda and I were protected by the second tier of seats overhead. It was like standing behind a falls. Fireworks accompanied by crashing thunder and flashing lightning. Wowzer!
As soon as the fireworks finished, I'm sure it was an abbreaviated display, Larry called and gave Linda directions to come over and pick him and Brian up. Linda was a little unsure so she drove through the teeming rain and departing fans with one hand on the wheel and the other holding the phone with Larry navigating. They were under a vioduct that is over River Road. They were quite wet and very glad to see us arrive. They looked like a couple of drowned homeless guys lurking under the vioduct. We cranked up the heat in the car and drove Brian over to the Bats' parking lot to his car. Where as, we agreed to meet again next Friday night for a repeat. Seems the pyrotechnic dude asked the boys to give it a try next week again. Lord willin' and if the creek don't rise" I love adventures!!
The good ole' summer time is in full force right now. Late May and early June and we're having a lot of days in the 90's. I've put my winter nighties on hold so I can be ready for what July and August brings. Or wait a minute, maybe I can jump between... oh, well. Ciao.
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