
“The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.” – Henry Longfellow
#Rainy daze robert miles code#
The more I see raindrops, the more I see the code in the Matrix.Unlike other kids, my tots want to go out and play in the rain rather than play video games.It’s time to take out my brand-new cute umbrella.After months of scorching heat, it’s finally raining again.The only thing that I don’t like hiking in the rain is the mud.The world seems more colorful after the rain.I love the smell of the earth after it rains.

The sound of rain is the music of the ears.I can’t take vibrant photos.īeautiful rain! Here are some captions to express that beauty. There’s only one thing I don’t like during rainy days.Whatever comes after rainy days is beautiful.Remember that after the rain, the sun shines.Who said rainy days are sad? I’m actually happy!.I never considered rainy days to be colorful days.Enjoying homemade mulled wine on a rainy day.Rainy days are perfect days for a hot coffee and a soft bun.Listening to the lullaby of a rainy day.Rainy days are good for a parched world.


But, in fact, today was cold, dark, rainy and dreary all day long. “It was a dark and gloomy Tuesday.” I just wrote that for my writer friends, because we always joke about the cliché opening lines of stories that are so annoying.

At the end of the year, I’ll sum up all my categories and post the results. Wouldn’t it be great to have 50 Fabulous Fridays or 50 Wonderful Wednesdays? I think I’ll do that. Yes, a category for each day, then at the end of the year, you could count how many Manic Mondays or Terrible Tuesdays you had. What I’ve got they used to call the bluesįunny but it seems that it’s the only thing to doĮvery day should be a special day…don’t ya think? If we gave each day a label, we could make each one special. Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down. I do talk to myself, nothing seems to fit…(clothes too tight), and today, all I did is hang around the house. If you read the lyrics, you might relate, as I did, to the profound words. Today, the temp dropped into the forties, the morning was dark and rainy, and my mood matched the day. Wednesday I played tennis, got a little sun burn in the afternoon, and the inside of my house said 85. But, it actually was a stormy night and a gloomy morning. “It was a dark and stormy night…” Just had to throw that old cliché opening line in.
