{"id":1554,"date":"2008-05-09T07:14:00","date_gmt":"2008-05-09T07:14:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/monkeymind\/2008\/05\/rains-are-coming\/"},"modified":"2011-11-01T15:13:13","modified_gmt":"2011-11-01T19:13:13","slug":"rains-are-coming","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/monkeymind\/2008\/05\/rains-are-coming.html","title":{"rendered":"Rains are Coming"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<\/head>

As I write this I understand a major rain storm is rolling toward us.<\/p>\n

When I count my blessings, living here in New England provides many of them. I love the culture. I love the history. I love the countryside. I love the cities. The roaring Atlantic ocean breaking on the shores of Maine. Northampton and the Berkshires. The Freedom trail. The beauty of Vermont and New Hampshire. Connecticut. The Cape.<\/p>\n

Nearly all thoughts of living in Providence and Rhode Island are a delight to contemplate.<\/p>\n

And.<\/p>\n

Okay, it\u2019s but\u2026<\/p>\n

I have little use for the climate. (I have to admit the family is divided on this one. My spouse loves four seasons.) As a native Californian I have to assert in the face of all that is, that anything more than two seasons (wet & dry) is an unnecessary extravagance.<\/p>\n

And four?<\/p>\n

And. Well, okay, but\u2026 The dirty little secret out here is that there are in fact not four seasons, but five.<\/p>\n

And, now, (and I mean AND) I hear on the news; the rains are coming\u2026<\/p>\n

Mud Season is upon us!<\/p>\n