Were you a friend?

I always liked the song A Rainy Night in Georgia by Brook Benton. Real melanchology, to paraphrase our President. Today it's a rainy day in Texas. My just-planted wildflower seeds will wash away, no doubt, but this will then beautify the neighbor's lot so I guess that's okay.

So I turn nostalgic because it fits the day's mood. And checking on the blog visitor locations (no names, just locations - that's all I get) I find visitors from some of the cities where I once lived. I am on city #15 so that spans quite a lot of territory. But I can't help but wonder if somehow someone who I knew once has reached out...

Moving so much, you lose friends due to the distance. It'd be so nice to reacquaint.