tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699292.post114338335397440229..comments2007-04-12T15:33:14.669-05:00The Wandering Turknoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699292.post-1143702636373873012006-03-30T01:10:00.000-06:002006-03-30T01:10:00.000-06:00P.S Did you see this poem written up anywhere on your west coast travels:<BR/><BR/>Rain<BR/>It rained and rained and rained<BR/>The average fall was well maintained<BR/>And when the tracks were simple bogs<BR/>It started raining cats and dogs<BR/><BR/>After a drought of half an hour<BR/>We had a most refreshing shower<BR/>And then most curious thing of all<BR/>A gentle rain began to fall<BR/><BR/>Next day but one was fairly dry<BR/>Save for one deluge from the sky<BR/>Which wetted the party to the skin<BR/>And then at last the rain set inwoman wanderinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00273089782589416134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20699292.post-1143702331408786562006-03-30T01:05:00.000-06:002006-03-30T01:05:00.000-06:00Nice post, but me ... sniff your boot inserts ?! that doesn't read good at all but it did make me laugh.woman wanderinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00273089782589416134noreply@blogger.com