"Into each life some rain must fall..." ~ Allan Roberts Our programs experienced some rainy days this past week. It was a different kind of experience to spend our time outdoors in the rain. But there were gifts that came from this not-always-so-cherished type of weather. In the rain, there are surprises. There are bugs and slugs and snails and other small friends. There are seeds, blowing and sticking and making their way down to the ground. In the rain, there are stories. Huddling beneath a tarp, listening to the pitter patter of rain, eating a snack, and knowing that all is right with the world (as long as your socks are still dry). In the rain, there is friendship. There is sharing and caring in a different way than in the sunshine. In the rain, there is immense beauty and wonder. If you take the time to notice.
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