I woke up at 4 a.m. today to a noise – a strange and haunting noise and vaguely familiar. A noise that when my foggy brain finally cleared, I recognized. A noise that made me happy as a child hearing reindeer hoofs clattering on the roof.
I jumped out of bed, flung open the casement windows and breathed in the clean air thanks to rain, glorious rain.
Rain in drought-plagued southern California! Almost two inches fell in Glendale this morning and it’s big news here. It’s not the end of the drought but an encouraging sign and one we welcome with open umbrellas.
I got out of bed, turned off the sprinklers (it’s Tuesday, one of the only two days we can run sprinklers in Glendale) … and let the rain on the roof lull me back to sleep.
Let’s hope more rain is headed our way this year. In the meantime, I’m as joyful as Gene Kelly In “Singin’ in the Rain”, so here goes…
I´m singin´ in the rain, Just singin´ in the rain,
What a glorious feeling, And I´m happy again.
I´m laughing at clouds, So dark, up above,
The sun’s in my heart, And I´m ready for love.
Let the stormy clouds chase, Everyone from the place,
Come on with the rain, I have a smile on my face.
I´ll walk down the lane, With a happy refrain
Just singin’, singin’ in the rain.
Dancing in the rain.
I’m happy again. I’m singin’ and dancin’ in the rain. Dancin’ and singin’ in the rain.