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{May 26, 2013}   Snow on May 25th? Yep!

Welcome to New England. Right now we’re experiencing a bit of a wintry mix out there. We’re approaching our 8th straight day of rain.
There are some exciting events coming up. On Saturday, June first, my brother is getting married! Then I’m leaving for Boston June 7th-10th for a mini vacation with one of my best friends. It’s going to be a great, relaxing time and I’m really looking forward to it.
On the less sunny side of things… I’ve been working my ass off at the Fire Department, I take my best friend for surgery on Thursday, the State has sent me a letter asking me to obtain custody of my 17 year old nephew whom I haven’t seen since he was 3 and my back is killing me.
Chin up! Things can always be worse, right?



{May 11, 2013}   The Skies Opened Up
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The sky yesterday, just before Mother Nature watered our gardens.

It’s been three long weeks without any rain. The flowers that had blossomed prematurely were wilting. The roads were so dusty that you couldn’t see where you were going if there was another vehicle in front of you. The trees that should have been turning green and filling out looked like severely malnourished children. A lot of wells went dry and we had a lot of brush fires to fight.

We finally got some rain yesterday and last night, accompanied by a few rumbles of thunder. The temperatures went from the high 70’s and low 80’s to the low-to-mid 60’s in no time at all. Like magic, the leaves burst into green overnight. The flowers perked up. The dirt roads suffered a small amount of washout, but they’re no longer part of a dust bowl. Most importantly the fire danger levels have dropped.

I can’t imagine what it’s like for the farmers out west who suffer through months and months with no significant rainfall. They’re much stronger than I could ever be. God bless them.



{March 3, 2012}   *~Walking Defeat~*

“I love walking in the rain because no one can tell I’m crying.”

I walk along
the crowded
streets.
In the rain
no one can
see
the dirt on
my face, tears
falling upon my
cheeks.
Once a strong,
happy
girl, now I find
myself feeling
weak.
Sorrow clouds my
vision as I give into
defeat.
My senses hindered,
I no longer believe
in all that I
once thought I
was meant to
be.
I gaze into a
crystal ball and
what do I
see?
My future is
blurry,
shards of broken
glass reveal all
of my shattered
dreams.
I walk along
the crowded
streets,
head down low
so no one will
see
the dirt on
my face, tears
falling upon my
cheeks.



et cetera