La, la, la, we'll sing about it...

Here's another drawing from my songbook, it's of Rene in the tent, the rain is hammering down outside. I'm sitting on our blow-up bed, writing a song about it, and then start drawing Rene. The colours were produced by some wild blackberries, an ivy leaf and some barbeque charcoal. I love it.
Rene was playing a game on her phone at the time.
I called the song, 'La, la, la, ( we'll sing about it )'. It's basically a song that describes the time, being trapped by an exterior force, wondering if it would ever let up, and then when it did, seeing an even greater, blacker cloud moving in, but knowing, that together, we could get through, in our little bubble. Then we'd sing about it, in this very song. It's the sound of heavy rain on a flimsey tent, thinking, were dry, but will we be ok. A positive affirmation that this time, will pass, and we'd look back on the time with fondness, that we survived!
And we did, of course. We've had some great time's in that tent, with I'm sure, more to come.
mikey