rain, rain, go away. Or maybe stay another day.

It's day 2 of a major, major storm in our area. It already feels like it's been a week without sunshine, though. Winter days are always about the weak, anemic sunshine-- at its strongest, it makes you yearn for just a little more warmth and light. But it hints at good things to come. This fierce dark gray sky coupled with nearly horizontal rain and wind doesn't bother with attempts at niceties. It's pure drama- makes for good theater, and then begins to feel suffocating.

It's inspiring to see how P deals with it. We were keeping her inside since she's sick, anyway. She's loved watching the rain fall, the branches blow. Then she invents a new game with newspaper, a cardboard box, a few blocks. I was watching her stay busy with her important work, and suddenly remembered a few projects I could work on.

The rain is a pain, but it's sometimes nice to be forced to do things I might otherwise never get around to, and to invent new ways to play.