And the Rain Came

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

[6:38am] Collette awoke to hear the usual radio announcer – who was likely already a little miffed at the weather forecast, which included (much to Collette’s delight) varying thunderstorms and rain over the next week). And so, when the clip of the female news-anchor began to play too early at five till six, Mr. Radio Announcer said quite firmly:

“Thank you, my dear lady. That will be quite enough… We will hear more from you later.”

Wednesday was a cold gray day in May; it rained all day – nothing in particular of great interest in the morning. Frances and Linnea created a straw-tube construction which they used to drink red Gatorade out of a glass from several feet away. And Grandma, Mom, Collette, and Rose were to attend a performance at Grandma Combs’ church that night (Chapel of the Cross, Lutheran). There would be Jewish performers there, Christian Jews, playing some of their own music from the Holy Land, which Collette found particularly interesting.

“My young love said to me my mother won’t mind

And my father won’t slight you for your lack of kind

And she laid her hand on me and this she did say

It will not be long now ’til our wedding Day

“And she went away from me, she moved through the fair

And fondly I watched her move here and move there

And then she went onward, just one star awake

Like the swan in the evening moves over the lake

“The people were saying no two e’er were wed

But one had a sorrow that never was said

And I smiled as she passed with her goods and her gear

And that was the last that I saw of my dear

“Last night she came to me, my dead love came in

So softly she came her feet made no din

And she laid her hand on me and this she did say

It will not be long now ’til our wedding day