Waiting out the rain...(OPEN)
Sept 2, 2012 21:03:49 GMT -5
Post by urgorn on Sept 2, 2012 21:03:49 GMT -5
Rain. Lovely.
At least when it started I was back inside the District, it could have been disastrous if I'd still been in the wilderness when the rain hit. Except I was about 1 and 1/5 kilometers away from the house, with nothing in between me and it but hilly pastures and a few trees here and there.
"Terrific. I'm never gonna make it home."
I realized that if I tried to run for it and reach our house, my leather jacket would be so freakin' soaked, it would be un-usable for a few days, and the weather has been all but warm recently. Lots of showers and breezes. So I decide to seek out the nearest sheltering tree or log to wait out the rain in.
"aha, there you are. Just the thing," I mutter through clenched teeth.
I'm already soaked horribly, and run under one of the few massive oak trees in our pasture. A couple of cows notice me, but turn their attention back to their grass.
Under the tree, I'm offered protection from all rain, and even most of the wind. Looking around, it looks like the rain shouldn't last long, and then I can get back to the house to dry off, because the sun'll be down in an hour or so.
After a few minutes of sitting absent-mindedly under the tree, I hear running. Not a cow, but a person. My mother was away at a friends', and my father wouldn't care to come looking for me, so who was it? Our pastures lie between many homes and cities, and since the District fence borders one side, we allow people to travel through our fields, as long as they don't disturb the cows. This must be someone just headed out of the rain, probably for my tree.
"Great. Company."
The shelter the tree offered was large enough for 4 or 5 people at the most, but I didn't care to talk to anyone right now. Well, maybe I would, but I wished that my dog was with me, but since I was intent on hunting, I left her behind. Of course, when I saw the rain clouds after 20 minutes of un-eventfullness, I headed for home, but only made it 10 minutes into the trip.
The running grew very close, almost to me, so I leaned around the trunk of the oak and peered at the person seeking shelter...
At least when it started I was back inside the District, it could have been disastrous if I'd still been in the wilderness when the rain hit. Except I was about 1 and 1/5 kilometers away from the house, with nothing in between me and it but hilly pastures and a few trees here and there.
"Terrific. I'm never gonna make it home."
I realized that if I tried to run for it and reach our house, my leather jacket would be so freakin' soaked, it would be un-usable for a few days, and the weather has been all but warm recently. Lots of showers and breezes. So I decide to seek out the nearest sheltering tree or log to wait out the rain in.
"aha, there you are. Just the thing," I mutter through clenched teeth.
I'm already soaked horribly, and run under one of the few massive oak trees in our pasture. A couple of cows notice me, but turn their attention back to their grass.
Under the tree, I'm offered protection from all rain, and even most of the wind. Looking around, it looks like the rain shouldn't last long, and then I can get back to the house to dry off, because the sun'll be down in an hour or so.
After a few minutes of sitting absent-mindedly under the tree, I hear running. Not a cow, but a person. My mother was away at a friends', and my father wouldn't care to come looking for me, so who was it? Our pastures lie between many homes and cities, and since the District fence borders one side, we allow people to travel through our fields, as long as they don't disturb the cows. This must be someone just headed out of the rain, probably for my tree.
"Great. Company."
The shelter the tree offered was large enough for 4 or 5 people at the most, but I didn't care to talk to anyone right now. Well, maybe I would, but I wished that my dog was with me, but since I was intent on hunting, I left her behind. Of course, when I saw the rain clouds after 20 minutes of un-eventfullness, I headed for home, but only made it 10 minutes into the trip.
The running grew very close, almost to me, so I leaned around the trunk of the oak and peered at the person seeking shelter...
