Along for the ride!

Why do southerners always feel compelled to begin conversations with comments about the weather? I was about to lament the lack of rain here on the coast, and stopped. Is it that many of us have the farmer gene and weather has been so critical to the successive cycles of crops? Or is it the pleasantry that precedes serious discussion, softening any adversaries? On this Mother's Day, the imprint of adult conversations overheard, secretly soaked up by little "pitchers who have big ears"comes to mind. Think of how many adult conversations rolled over our heads, yet percolated into our memories and resulted in patterns of our own communication. Think we'll get rain soon? Look at those clouds in the west......