A wild and wet day

It's been a wild and wet day!

I will confess that I've done no writing today. The rain pours down, in violence (is that grammatical?). The drops hurt on your skin. The dog refuses to go out. The chickens run in fright.

I try to write but I keep staring out the window. It is too dark indoors, but turning on lamps feels strange, as it is still light outdoors.

I will light a candle! Sometimes the old solutions are the best solutions.