And there will be rain and rumors of rain with wind skittering across the landscape in a whirling dance dodging the bolting light shows that strike the earth as thunder claps an encore. The air, heavy with humidity, bears down and once chirping birds now roost in silence on twiggy nests. Like the winged creatures, I feel it too, the breathless waiting knowing that something is on the horizon. .JPG)
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My newly sprouting garden with seeds popping beneath a thin blanket, await the coming shower, ready to wick the life-giving moisture from its earthly walls. For the sake of my little garden, I welcome the rain foreshadowed by low-hanging clouds, hazy and gray in the sky.
I only have one request I most humbly ask of Mother Nature…let it rain today and quench the thirsts of gardens and plants everywhere, but please, tomorrow may we picnic in sunshine?
Thought provoking words and pictures! As I read, it is raining heavily here. I am happy for my newly planted rose garden and the early vegetables. But like you, I hope it doesn't last too long.
ReplyDeleteI have told you this before, but it bears repeating. What a wonderful writer you are! Your words touch me.
ReplyDeleteDid you get good weather for your picnic? I'm enjoying all the rain for two reasons. The lawn looks fabulous, and I don't have to water all the time! I've never even seen a bluebird, and they sure don't come to my house. Darn! I also leave out oranges and grape jelly for orioles, but only insects visit them.
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