Posts Tagged ‘rain’

These days I don’t even like to go on Facebook (not so sure I like it most days, but that’s another story) or listen to the news. It’s all coronavirus and depressing. Yes, it’s a problem; yes, we need to take precautions (most of which we should have been doing lo these many years; no, we don’t need to hoard toilet paper; no, the water supply is still good so leave the bottled water on the shelf.

Life seems to look like this…


Wet Wednesday

Posted: October 16, 2019 in Travel
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We weren’t able to sit on the patio enjoying the view much this year as there was rain almost every day. The base of the furled patio umbrella formed the perfect birdbath, giving us a close view of the birds’ ablutions. However, as the area was moving towards water rationing, we welcomed each day of rain and enjoyed to the fullest the few hours and few days where the sun shone brightly…or even the times we saw some patches of blue sky. 🙂

Outside the rain is pouring down, putting drops on my mind, although those outside are anything but delicate.  They’re more like a giant’s roars than fairy whispers.  These I’ve found for you are much more delicate.

Raindrops are like fairy whispers.

© janet m. webb


Although hitting the lights green makes the trip much faster, having to stop allows a quick shot out the window now and then.  As Carole King once said, “Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose.”  In this case, I think I won.

© janet m. webb 2016

Do you take photos with a phone or iPad?  If so, you’re always welcome to participate in Sally’s weekly challenge, beginning on Monday.  Themes vary by week, but repeat monthly and you’re welcome to just look if you don’t care to join.


I may not always be singing in the rain, but I’m taking photos. Here are three for Cee’s Oddball Photo Challenge. Feel free to join us.

© janet m. webb 2015

© janet m. webb 2015

© janet m. webb 2015

Forest Rain

Posted: October 11, 2014 in Poetry
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Forest Rain

Heavy grey clouds pull
    curtains of rain across the sky,
    tangling them in forest trees;
    too late for most in the death march
        of the crisp, brown ferns,
    skies’ tears for the departed.

Mushroom spores glory in the glut of moisture,
tiny frogs break out in song,
orange slugs lie fatly quiescent.

Multi-colored carpet of leaves lies cold and sodden,
    muffling all sounds
    save the constant drip of raindrops 
    and the parachuting acorns.


Many a man curses the rain that falls upon his head, and knows not that it brings abundance to drive away the hunger.
–St. Basil


The three great elemental sounds in nature are the sound of rain, the sound of wind in a primeval wood,
and the sound of outer ocean on a beach.
–Henry Beston


Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, here would be no life.
–John Updike


Notes and chords…


I wanted to include a video I took on this same day, but WordPress won’t let me do it without paying for a special program.
So instead of enjoying a melody, you’ll have to be satisfied with a chord or two.
I hope you enjoyed the music.

Tears–a haiku

Posted: March 10, 2013 in Nature, Photos, Poetry
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Grey lowering skies
Weep copiously all day
Snow in full retreat

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Lightning slashes clouds
Grey skies hemorrhage water
Lights blossom in homes


Birds ruffle feathers


Dinner is cooking


I curl in a chair


Music on the roof