Floodgate is open prayers answered but what comes down must go up to evaporate. The cycle continues. Prayers will continue. Appears a caveat’s attached to tend to the earth mother of life that can still punish her naughty children.
Wish I could send you some of our rain. Its scheduled for all of next week. No garden work can be done. Thankfully the daffodills do like it, so ok. Found some micro tiny white daisies yesterday. Five of them fit on my fingernail with plenty of airspace between. Mosses are blooming with red on stems, Spring Beauties between the concrete steps, Pink lilies by the thousand plan to take over the whole place sometime in June. Charlie is purple now, DANdelions starting brilliant yellow already. )))) Farmers waiting for planting till the machinery can get in the fields. Snow for thursday. drats. Cats eager for the mice that will come out of the fields. Only four elderly cats this year. So I hope they can keep up.
You have done a tremendously fine job of weaving reality with blessings. How particularly appropriate on this "Holy" weekend (intentionally or otherwise).
Indeed, California rain can get pretty intense. I thought our Boulder Creek house would be destroyed by a falling redwood whose roots let go of the water-soaked earth. Instead, a wildfire wiped it clean from the ground. So strange to google the address and see pictures of where it used to stand. We buried our dog, Bosco, in that bare backyard and raised chickens that he killed. Lots of memories on that scoured soil. I wonder if ghosts wander there?
Lovely thoughtful piece Sharron. Having family in CA, I know how important every drop is. In the summer down here, we get fierce thunderstorms several times a week. If you happen to be driving you pretty much have to pull over.
Floodgate is open prayers answered but what comes down must go up to evaporate. The cycle continues. Prayers will continue. Appears a caveat’s attached to tend to the earth mother of life that can still punish her naughty children.
California seems to getting more rain since I’ve left. Which is good. Drought restrictions in Southern California were getting to be a pain.
You have ginger hair like me. :).
It's strange how those of us who receive rain often, don't like it. But those who do not, pray for it often and appreciate it when it comes.
Wish I could send you some of our rain. Its scheduled for all of next week. No garden work can be done. Thankfully the daffodills do like it, so ok. Found some micro tiny white daisies yesterday. Five of them fit on my fingernail with plenty of airspace between. Mosses are blooming with red on stems, Spring Beauties between the concrete steps, Pink lilies by the thousand plan to take over the whole place sometime in June. Charlie is purple now, DANdelions starting brilliant yellow already. )))) Farmers waiting for planting till the machinery can get in the fields. Snow for thursday. drats. Cats eager for the mice that will come out of the fields. Only four elderly cats this year. So I hope they can keep up.
Rain started slow this rain season, but has caught up.Two good years back to back. We needed it. Now, for warmer weather! Very nice, Sharron!
Love the life-giving water, but am aware it can be deadly, too.
You have done a tremendously fine job of weaving reality with blessings. How particularly appropriate on this "Holy" weekend (intentionally or otherwise).
Beautiful Sharon. And I'm always learning from you.
We sure are. I'm so happy for California, and for us.
Here, we wait for rain to wash the green blanket of pine pollen away.
Living in that state has been perilous ever since the Spanish first came there many centuries ago.
I was thinking of the geography and the climate, as you were.
Indeed, California rain can get pretty intense. I thought our Boulder Creek house would be destroyed by a falling redwood whose roots let go of the water-soaked earth. Instead, a wildfire wiped it clean from the ground. So strange to google the address and see pictures of where it used to stand. We buried our dog, Bosco, in that bare backyard and raised chickens that he killed. Lots of memories on that scoured soil. I wonder if ghosts wander there?
Lovely thoughtful piece Sharron. Having family in CA, I know how important every drop is. In the summer down here, we get fierce thunderstorms several times a week. If you happen to be driving you pretty much have to pull over.
Very true, we do need the rain. Even when I am tired of rain, I’m glad it’s here.