Rainy Season Rag
How can you be so cavalier
with so much lightning flashing near?
Do you not see? Can you not hear?
It’s raining harder. Have you no fear?
The dogs both circle, growl and peer.
This vigilance is their career.
They’re prodding you to move your rear,
Forsake your hammock. Grab your beer
and make a run. The house is near.
Vámonos ahora, my dear!
For the Weekend Writing Prompt: Cavalier in 64 words.
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That’s a neat photo — I’d be sorely tempted to stay and watch the lightning, as long as the metal of the hammock wasn’t the tallest thing around!
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I was tempted but had my computer and the rain was already pelting down by the time I went up. No telling how long the storms last. It is over now, except for the wind.
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I had my computer and the rain was already coming down pretty hard by the time I went up to the house.. plus I have a sprained ankle so couldn’t move too quickly.
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OK, then — but take care of yourself!
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I am SO glad have nutsy Duke. He makes us laugh at least twice every day. That’s something!
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I would feel so isolated right now without my tribe. We have gotten so close that Morrie has become very jealous of Pasiano and won’t let him within twenty feet of me.. even if I’m inside and P. is outside. So strange. Only Pasiano–who has been my gardener for nineteen years! I guess he’s around the most so he sees him as the biggest threat.
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You better head the dogs, they sometimes know more than humans
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They are very bossy. If I’m in my studio past midnight, they keep at me until I come up to the house.
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They do love you and show their love.
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I am always fascinated by dogs reactions to weather, especially thunder.
It makes me wonder what they think it is…
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My dogs live in Mexico so they are very accustomed to thunder and fireworks and don’t respond to them. They do have an uncanny sense about moving me out of danger or making me go to bed when it is time, though. Or perhaps it is just that they want to go up and don’t want to go without me! Now that I’m spending more time in the hammock and studio down below, they are always nearby until I go up to the house.
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Whatever you do don’t leave the beer – it’s never the same watered down!
Here’s mine!
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That was a bit of poetic license, Keith. In fact, I meant to take a gin and tonic down but forgot! What prevarication I will resort to for a rhyme!!!
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I enjoyed this.
I’m a pluviophile, so anything about rain and I’m in. But I’m not a fan of thunder and lightning. On the other hand, the beer and hammock sound interesting. Good one. 🙂
And welcome to the fray. Hope to see you here again next week.
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Bill, I asked Siri, “What is a pluviophile” and this is what she heard: “What is a poopy or file?” Ha. So, I had to take alternate measures to verify what I suspected it meant.
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Pluviophile was taken when I created my blog, so I had to settle for pluviolover. It works. 🙂
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