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Daily humidity for our area averages 50-60%. Of late it has been for weeks now between 10 and 20%. Line-dried laundry freak that I am, this has been bliss. My garden, flowers and grass are not so happy. And, I admit to being a rain lover.
For the past two or three weeks the Things I get to do today include spending a few moments each day deep in my imagination, smelling the rain, listening to its patter on leaves and roofs, hearing it gurgle down the gutters and into the empty rain barrels, seeing the plants bask in the life-giving moisture. The weather forecasters say the dry blue will be gone on Friday. Showers, they say. Rain, they say. Thank you to all heaven, I say.
PS: This morning's newspaper says we could have up to 3 inches of rain this weekend. Perhaps I've overdone it!
dearest andrea: perhaps the rain we've had the last couple weeks have been merely misguided -- meant to go your way, but instead came mine! since you love rain, i promise to send it back: ASAP!
ReplyDeleteour foliage is turning, is turned, all reds, golds, yellows, intensified by the light spread by the rain and overcast skies. not so hard that Robbie won't go outside, he of a traditionally moist terrain but he doesn't like the feel of rain on his back. now i see: all these weeks i should have been drying my laundry spread out between chairs on the deck! over the deck railings! too bad, karen: no chance now for some weeks, so sniff memory sheets, dry off after my morning shower with pretend air-roughed towels. make plans for next spring.....love, karen and wee robbie
Well, the rain's a comin' they tell us. I can see your colors in my mind's eye. Charmed we all are by your descriptions. Thank you! And thanks for the rain. It will arrive special delivery on Friday. Love, Andrea
DeleteYour words lured us in.
ReplyDeleteAs they say- "there is a time for everything."
You have painted a beautiful painting that we feel.
We are rain lovers too.
Were thankful also for the gift of the blue sky and sun- but now we are reaching out for the rain. The forest is so thirsty.
Thanks for checking in, Tweedles! I'm not fond on the crunching of grass and twigs and needles from the trees under my feet as I walk. Rain softens things. I like soft. I bet you do, too.
DeleteI too, love the rain, and honestly can't live without it. I get down and out after a few weeks without it. Oh, how I miss hanging clothes on the line. We have so many trees, there is hardly a place to put a clothes line these days. Good memories.
ReplyDeleteYou and I both know that the sun worshippers have forgotten the value of the rain. It's a fine balance to be sure.
DeleteFind yourself two sturdy surfaces somewhere and anchor on each a little eye screw. Then fasten up a little line that can be undone the moment things are dry. Just a few items hung in the fresh air can feed your soul for weeks!