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Purchasable with gift card. My paternal grandmother was named Ellen Irene but everyone I knew called her Nell.
As he continues to watch, he sees the rain drops falling, and he pretends the raindrops are in a race to see which one will get to the bottom of the window first. A touch of sparkle and a gentle hand. When Karen brought this scarf to our design team, we all agreed the little beads looked like raindrops.
She was small and birdlike,only about 5' tall and with a fine frame, it was hard to imagine her bearing four children. I have many memories, snippets of stories and shared learning but if I had to use one word to describe her it would be "Victorian". She was not at all like cuddly, comfortable Nanny my maternal grandmother but rather formal and of high expectations and moral fibre, but I loved her just the same.
When I was little and complaining of being bored on a wet miserable day she told me she and her brother would watch the raindrops on the window and "race" against each other. They would have competitions to see whose raindrop would reach the bottom first.
I found it hard to believe because it requires a certain type of rainy day and window aspect to achieve a good race which eluded me for a long time. Once I came close on a car trip.
Milne also wrote a poem about racing raindrops in his poem called "Waiting At The Window" from his book of poetry "Now We Are Six" first published in and wonderfully illustrated by E. Presumably children were doing it well before then, I wonder do they do it now?
I once contrived to race drops on the side of the bath by gently running water from my cupped palm, watching as rivulets ran into each other and trickled away adding to other drops making them full and heavy and in turn running down to join the bath water. It is meditative and calming to become lost in the small world of water drops.
Even now I gaze at droplet covered windows looking for my mark. Labels: children , family , memories , poetry.