I love it!
You see, it means no Weed whacking --or mowing the lawn--just indoor stuff!
Rainy days remind me of my Mom----
On a wet day, at our cottage, she would load us into her car (a Desoto)_ and we would drive around the country side-- She stopped at farms around Port Stanley and she would buy whatever the farmer had to sell---eggs--potatoes--sometim
es Iris'--lettuce--corn on the cob---
-and antique places around Aylmer , Ontario, where my sister and I would scan the shops for anything we could afford--platters--cups---
We loved these days---because Mom was fun to be with--happy---not chewing at my sister and I to vacuum--or hang out lines and lines of sheets--(there was always lotza visitors at our cottage)
I don't remember eating along the way---We mustve had a picnic lunch but it probably didn't impress me--*S*
And so, I too, would load up my car on wet days, with 5 to 6 children, and off we would go, to explore the area---usually stopping at Strawberry farms----or lodges north of here.
Of course we always had a dog with us--plus extra kids, --and a day away from the dock was fun!- We always had lunch at some interesting place--
My Mom was a bit ahead of her time---was a school teacher----also led a "Parent Teacher's group", in our neighbourhood----taught us all to drive, but--once we got our licence, we were never allowed to use her car---kinda weird---
I don't ever remember my Mom vacuuming--It was always my sister and I---
We always had dogs however---and Mom even showed Cocker Spanial dogs--
Memories eh--on a wet rainy day!
-my Mom on the rt--me behind her
I was never close to my Mother----Yet when my parents retired, they chose to move North, from Florida, close to Himself and I, which made me feel very special--
Doncha wish that all these people who have passed on in one's life, could meet us once again and we could ask them all sorts of stuff---
Lord love a Duck!--- Life certainly passes quickly!