It's been raining now for a solid two weeks, and my weather complaints have again uncovered some interesting cultural tidbits. Tomorrow, I'm told, is St. Medard's Day. As the story goes, young Medard once gave away one of his family's finest horses to a poor boy whose horse had run away. Immediately after, rain began to pour from the heavens. Only Medard remained dry because an eagle came to hover right above his head. Since then, it is believed that if rain falls on June 8th, the next 40 days will be wet ones. I soon may be in the market for an eagle.
Stay tuned: Bad Medicine
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