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…
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. 🙂
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.
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.
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
Grey lowering skies
Weep copiously all day
Snow in full retreat
Lightning slashes clouds
Grey skies hemorrhage water
Lights blossom in homes
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Birds ruffle feathers
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Dinner is cooking
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I curl in a chair
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Music on the roof
