Looking at streams swollen by yesterday’s rain, I began thinking about Scuffy the Tugboat.
“The water moved in a hurry, as all things move in a hurry when it is Spring. Scuffy was in a hurry, too. ‘Come back little tugboat, come back,’ cried the little boy.”
A farmers market in Providence was undaunted by the rain. The farmer at the farmstand here joked that the puddle was just a matter of hydroponic gardening. In other photos, I show peonies and a sign buffeted by the storm — and a rabbit too busy foraging to worry about cameras.
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I remember Scruffy!
I love that book. The pictures are so expressive, and the writing is almost poetic. Rain also makes me think of “Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day”: “the rain, rain, rain came down, down, down in rushing, rising rivulets …” You were about 5.
Lovely photos! I especially like the kid in rubber boots in the first one.
Reminds me of a couple rainy picnics with my kids, when we refused to let weather derail our plans.
Good for you–I think kids treasure rainy-day experiences.