water below, water above

he leaves have been turning gold for a some weeks now and presently the rain is watering down and encouraging the trees to forget about green and embrace an arctic autumn.  (Don't you think the sound of dreary weather makes up for its gloominess - rain on stones, wind through branches?  Nice weather doesn't have a sound.)


Mark is sailing tonight and will be caught in this surprise deluge.  From June until September everything Boat is on his mind and a little rain will do not a thing to deter him.

Neither rain nor snow nor gloom of night can stay this sailor about his duty!  Okay, snow maybe.