Wednesday, October 31, 2007

“Anyone who says sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain”


After a very long dry spell, we finally got some much needed rain late last week.

Rainy weather is often associated with dark, cold, lonely times, but rain such as we had here last week is reason to run outside just to dance in the cool, refreshing rain. I suppose it’s all in your point of view.


Lovin' Spoonful - Rain On The Roof.mp3

The Kingston Trio - Rusting In The Rain.mp3

Dave Van Ronk - Didn't It Rain.mp3

The Dillards - Rainin' Here This Mornin'.mp3

Cheryl Wheeler - Rainin'.mp3

8 Comments:

Blogger lynne said...

Thank you, thank you for Dave's track. I crave to hear him and am only in possesion of half a dozen tracks of my own, so scratched they are barely audible.

November 01, 2007 3:36 AM  
Anonymous Dan said...

You're absolutely correct, Ed. Rain seems to be, especially these days, a thing of beauty. With these posts, you've captured the beauty of precipatation. Nice one!

November 01, 2007 6:35 PM  
Blogger Ed said...

Lynne, we all miss Dave. I'll try to post more.

November 01, 2007 6:50 PM  
Blogger Ed said...

Thanks for the kind words, Dan.
I had to keep my writing short, as I was greeting the creatures that came to my door last night.

Much of the eastern half of this continent is parched. We had three days of light rain and not once did I hear anyone complain. I swear I could hear the trees in the forrest giggling with delight as the rains fell.

November 01, 2007 6:57 PM  
Blogger Black Dog said...

Hello Ed, Nice title today. Clear cool water, and the Dillards whom I had forgotten. The bus turns so many corners I lose track of where we've been and mostly where I haven't been. Not everyone on the bus has easy access to all this music so I just tag along.

The drought is continuing it's course in this part of the world. But now a days when it rains it goes wild and sends you scrambling under the bed with all eyes watching heaven. There's a wonderful novel by Zora Neal Hurston, THEY'RE EYES WERE WATCHING GOD. A great scene in the book recounts this in great style.
I have danced in the rain and await the next roll of thunder.

all thoughts fly... k.

November 01, 2007 7:28 PM  
Blogger Ed said...

Hi Black Dog, Sorry to hear that the draught has continued in the French countryside as well.

Even I never know where the Bus will stop next, hence the subtitle in the header at the top of the page.

"Not everyone on the bus has easy access to all this music..." and that is exactly why the Bus is here. Enjoy the ride, my friend.

November 01, 2007 7:41 PM  
Anonymous Lucy said...

Ed, your right I do like the selected posts. I'm particularly fond of Cheryl Wheeler, but you knew that already. Rain On The Roof kind of makes me wish it rained Saturday too ;)

November 02, 2007 11:23 AM  
Blogger Ed said...

I thought so.

November 02, 2007 12:01 PM  

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