misty, moisty morning

One misty, moisty morning,

When cloudy was the weather,

I chanced to meet an old man

Clothed all in leather;

Clothed all in leather,

With a strap beneath his chin.

How do you do, and how do you do,

And how do you do again?

as i work on my preschool curriculum, 

of which the 1st year rough draft is nearly complete - hurrah!,

i often have nursery rhymes swirling around in my head.

the above rhyme came to mind this particular morning

as out the window, a gray sky wet and low greeted me.

we were even treated to a night of welcomed rain.

spring is quite delicious.