Saturday, July 5, 2014

Rain

We travelled up north to visit an old friend.  We ran into rain.

Paul and Babe

Babe the Blue Ox and Paul Bunyan

Rain

It rained really hard, the rain was cold…people were running everywhere…like they might melt.  We found shelter.

Ferris Wheel

Eventually we found our old friend.  We met him back in 1970 when he was fresh out of High School.  He was living his dream back then…and as we reminded him he is still living it….along with his wife and two children.    A mutual friend died over the winter, she was remembered warmly.

It is good to catch up with old friends.

Merriams sign 

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12 comments:

Primitive Stars said...

Morning, hot here, we really don't need anymore rain. So nice you meet your old friend, good for the soul, Blessings Francine.

DJan said...

Those raindrops do look rather intense as they hit the water. It sounds like it was a good outing. We just get light mist here, usually, very occasionally an intense storm like that. :-)

Beth said...

I love catching up with old friends! Wonderful photos!

Henny Penny said...

That rain looks so good! We could use a good shower of rain right now.

Cynthia said...

Is that the Paul Bunyan in Bemidji? I haven't visited him in years! Nice you were able to find your friend and catch up.

Jacqi Stevens said...

There is always something to be said for living your dream. I imagine it comes with its own opportunity cost as well...

Coloring Outside the Lines said...

I agree- it's nice to catch up with old friends that we haven't seen in a good while. No rain here, just heat!

Red said...

It sounds like this was a friendship that stood the test of time.

Far Side of Fifty said...

Yes it is in Bemidji:)

L. D. said...

After the past two years it seems so strange to get rain. Then when it rains it is always over 2 inches at a time. Wet mud everywhere and the grass is already to be mowed again.

Rita said...

I haven't seen Paul and Babe for decades! I remember how impressive that was as a child.
Yes, it is good to connect with old friends. When they start passing I realize how old I am. When did that happen? ;)

Ryker said...

I love a good rainstorm :)