All I Needed Was the Rain

umbrella sketch
“When I consider how my light is spent,

Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent, which is death to hide,
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent…”
-John Milton, “Sonnet On His Blindness” 

There’s an alluring summer storm brewing outside. The bellowing thunder is in good company with the “hard rain” that’s falling. There was a time not too long ago, when it rained with such insistence that the only explanation was that Utah’s lover was unfaithful  and all Utah could do to alleviate the pain was cry and cry. Continue reading

Starting Today

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{ hol-i-day }
-noun
 1. a day fixed by law or custom on which ordinary business is suspended in commemoration of some event or in honor of some person. 
  adjective
 2. of or pertaining to a festival; festive; joyous: a holiday mood.
 
Oh by no means is it an altogether recognized “holiday” to most people. But I am not most people, and The First Day of Summer is, in every above sense of the word, a holiday to me. Continue reading