Today Only! All Roads Lead to Rain

Rainy day.

Nice Weather for ducks.

If you’re a teacher the words “indoor recess” may make you shudder with thoughts of anticipated chaos.

I have tried in past blogs to get people excited about thinking of the best places to go in Howard County when it rains. This effort was not successful. Either all of you hate rain or you can’t think of even one good local place to go when it’s wet outside.

I will not attempt this again. Besides, today is Wednesday: you’re very likely going to work, and most kids are at school. There’s no time in the schedule for fun rainy day activities, anyway.

Whether you hate rainy days or love them, the fact is that we’re behind on rain this year. And, gosh darn it, we need rain. I went looking for a list of reasons why rain is important to us and it didn’t go exactly as planned. I searched “why rain benefits communities” and the vast majority were “the benefits of rain gardens in the community.”

One outlined the benefits of storing rainwater. It was from a rain barrel merchant.

Well, if you’re interested in either, Howard County has opportunities for you.

Here’s a desperate plea for engagement - - an informal reader poll! (Humor me.) Today’s comments section devoted to the following:

I love rain, and this is why.
I hate rain, and this is why.
Meh. (Include explanation, if any.)

A personal recommendation for the day - - your local library has all your rainy day preferences covered. Love rain? They’ve got all kinds of rain-themed materials to enhance your wet weather joy. Hate rain? Explore a multitude of other worlds and activities where not one drop falls to spoil your mood. Meh? Our library system has so many different kinds of materials and offerings to spark your imagination and lift your case of the blahs.

You can listen to the sounds of the pitter patter at the East Columbia branch.

Or you can see how the plants enjoy the rain in the Enchanted Garden at the Miller Branch.

Don’t forget to bring your library card so you are ready for your #librarycardadventure. I know mine is around here somewhere.

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