2015 Summer Wonder #22 :Dancing In The Rain

Not my first rain post, nor my last–summer wonders are far more than happy people in the warm sun, pretty girls in bikinis, convertibles, surf boards, sailing boats etc.  Sometimes it rains, and when it rains one has a choice, if lucky, to run for cover or embrace the gift of it.  All the best mornings in my memories are rainy mornings when good fun is wrung from a disappointing beginning.

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About JunkChuck

Native, Militant Westsylvanian (the first last best place), laborer, gardener, and literary hobbyist (if by literary you mean "hack"). I've had a bunch of different blogs, probably four, due to a recurring compulsion to start over. This incarnation owes to a desire to dredge up the best entries of the worst little book of hand-scrawled poems I could ever dream of writing, salvageable excerpts from fiction both in progress and long-abandoned. and a smattering of whatever the hell seems to fit at any particular moment. At first blush, I was here just to focus on old, terrible verse, but I reserve the right to include...anything. Maybe everything, certainly my love of pulp novels growing garlic, the Pittsburgh Steelers and howling at the moon--both figuratively and, on rare occasions, literally.
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4 Responses to 2015 Summer Wonder #22 :Dancing In The Rain

  1. Sabine says:

    Sunshine within the rain!

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  2. Arkenaten says:

    Granny Weatherwax, a witch, and one of author, Terry Pratchett’s most endearing characters once said that , ”…rain don’t fall on a witch if she doesn’t want it to, although personally I prefer to get wet and be thankful”
    ”Thankful for what?” Tiffany asked.
    ”That I’ll get dry later.”

    A line I always remember!

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  3. Susanne says:

    In reading your last two posts, I was struck by the contrast of happy dancing joy and death by a mass-murderer, both excellent posts, both packing emotional punches. In the face of such horror, I find it hard to say anything, just stand agape and wonder what the hell? Thank you for the dancing joy.

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    • JunkChuck says:

      A pleasant coincidence–the summer wonder posts are generally prepared ahead and post-dated to publish at times when I expect to be away from internet access or otherwise distracted. In this case, it may have been fate. I’ve been so agitated, angry, sad, unable to sleep–and this little boy unwittingly delivers just the therapy I needed to take a breath and relax. Sadly, I can’t quite escape, in looking at his innocent delight, the world we’ll be leaving this kid, the enemies he’ll face for no other reason than the color of his skin.

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