Hoverin’ by my suitcase, tryin’ to find a warm place to spend the night
Heavy rain fallin’, seems I hear your voice callin’ “It’s all right.”
A rainy night in Georgia, a rainy night in Georgia
It seems like it’s rainin’ all over the world
I feel like it’s rainin’ all over the world...
...Oh, have you ever been lonely, people?
And you feel that it was rainin’ all over this man’s world
You’re talking ’bout rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’...
- Tony Joe White
Here in north-central Georgia, it has been rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’ pretty much continuously for the past couple of weeks.
Periods of grey skies have alternated with heavy downpours. Cow-pissing-on-a-flat-rock deluges. Toad-chokers.
Just for amusement, a few thunderstorms have been thrown into the mix. But mostly, it’s the kind of rain that pelts down vertically, not sideways... which means it’s in no hurry to go anywhere else.
The ground is soft and mushy. A strong breeze is enough to topple trees whose root-anchors have come adrift in the squishy soil.
But I am reluctant to complain. Wasn’t it just two short years ago that we were in the midst of a horrendous drought? Everyone was griping then about how dry it was, how much of a pain in the ass lawn-watering restrictions were, how low the water levels were in Lake Lanier and Lake Allatoona. Sonny Perdue, our esteemed Governor, even convened a Pray-for-Rain session at the state capitol.
Well, be careful what you pray for, says I... because you just might get it. A great big case of Reversion to the Mean, is all this is.
They say we’ll have another week or so of wet weather before things settle down. Fine... but I did notice that Home Depot was running low on their supplies of Gopher Wood.
Can’t build an Ark without Gopher Wood, ya know...
Heavy rain fallin’, seems I hear your voice callin’ “It’s all right.”
A rainy night in Georgia, a rainy night in Georgia
It seems like it’s rainin’ all over the world
I feel like it’s rainin’ all over the world...
...Oh, have you ever been lonely, people?
And you feel that it was rainin’ all over this man’s world
You’re talking ’bout rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’...
- Tony Joe White
Here in north-central Georgia, it has been rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’, rainin, rainin’, rainin’, rainin’ pretty much continuously for the past couple of weeks.
Periods of grey skies have alternated with heavy downpours. Cow-pissing-on-a-flat-rock deluges. Toad-chokers.
Just for amusement, a few thunderstorms have been thrown into the mix. But mostly, it’s the kind of rain that pelts down vertically, not sideways... which means it’s in no hurry to go anywhere else.
The ground is soft and mushy. A strong breeze is enough to topple trees whose root-anchors have come adrift in the squishy soil.
But I am reluctant to complain. Wasn’t it just two short years ago that we were in the midst of a horrendous drought? Everyone was griping then about how dry it was, how much of a pain in the ass lawn-watering restrictions were, how low the water levels were in Lake Lanier and Lake Allatoona. Sonny Perdue, our esteemed Governor, even convened a Pray-for-Rain session at the state capitol.
Well, be careful what you pray for, says I... because you just might get it. A great big case of Reversion to the Mean, is all this is.
They say we’ll have another week or so of wet weather before things settle down. Fine... but I did notice that Home Depot was running low on their supplies of Gopher Wood.
Can’t build an Ark without Gopher Wood, ya know...
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