Rainy State of Mind

Last night I woke up to the sound of rain against the bedroom window. It’s a good thing, I guess. We haven’t had any real moisture for a long time. The grass is pretty brown and crunchy from the long, warm summer. But it’s still hard to shake the sadness that sweeps over me at the thought of cloudy days and cooler temperatures. It’s mid-September now, I know, but my brain still thinks it’s mid-July.  

While I sit here with wet shoes from my morning commute, I’m trying to conjure up the gorgeous double rainbow we were lucky enough to see a few days ago. A sight like that, with bright colours stretching in a circle over the sky, has to be a good omen, right? Perhaps this rainy Friday is just a blip. Hopefully there will still be a lot more sunlight in our future. After all, we never did get that last camping trip in.  

I was quick to grab the camera and I snapped a few photos of the rainbow from our living room window. They don’t do it justice.  

So pretty!

 

Can you see the second one?

 

 In other news, we have lots planned for this weekend! I’m attending a seminar tomorrow on dog play and communication, which should be full of awesome. I’ve been looking forward to it since I registered back in early August. It’s going to be really informative. I’m hoping to come home with lots of knowledge with which I can bore people at parties.  

*sigh* I need more dog people in my life.  

On Sunday my husband and I have made reservations to go ziplining at Anchors Above in Pictou County. Yay! That will be another life list item ticked off! I’m pretty excited about it. I’m sure I will have lots of stories to bore people with after this experience as well. Mwahaha.  

Unfortunately, Shiva will have to wait on the ground while we have all the fun. I don’t think she meets the weight restrictions. But if she was just a little bigger, I bet she’d make one bad-ass zipliner. We’ll have to make it up to her with a long run in a new park. She’s going to be feeling the cabin fever big-time after all this weather. After all, it’s one of the biggest things Shiva and I have in common, our aversion to getting wet. She probably isn’t looking forward to fall any more than I am.  

Stupid rain.