Serendipity: That midnight moment in which you're first awakened from a pleasant dream and find yourself wishing you were a poet because there aren't enough gorgeous words in your vocabulary to help describe the rain that's splashing on the tile roof pattering on the sidewalk and soaking into the parched earth and neither can you find the right rhythm and cadence to help capture the sounds of the wind that's whistling through the chaparral and whooshing through the palms. So you just stand at the open window and drink it all in.
As dark gives way to light, the rainclouds drift from west to east.
The pre-dawn downpours are replaced by sunshowers, and then sprinkles.
The birds are chirping, the fresh-washed foliage is sparkling.…and the hillsides are once again bathed in sunshine.
Rain, rain, come again…come again, another day!
Aw, stop torturing me! We had our first snow flurries last night and today. 🙁
You want poetry? How about:
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is gray
I went for a walk
On a winter’s day
I’d feel safe and warm
If I was in L.A.
California dreamin’
On such a winter’s day…
Ha! I get that…I SO get where you’re coming from!
When we moved from place to place and I found myself looking into the maw of another harsh winter, I always yearned for someplace warm and sunny. California is my birthplace and always speaks of home to me.
That said, I like peeking into other people’s backyard gardens & seeing how they make themselves at home in other climates & environments. Your back deck for instance. No matter the season, I always see tulips there, and statuary. xoxo
Sorry for being grumpy. Your photos and your descriptions are lovely. I’m just envious.
Then you must plan another visit to my area. I’ve got a guest suite and you are welcome to stay here. xoxo
Hooray for rain! Goodness knows you guys need it!
We sure do! It was barely enough to wet Mother Earth’s whistle–hope we get lots more this coming winter!
Oh, and I learned a new word via Facebook: Petrichor (noun): A pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather. I’m claiming that word as my own. 🙂
Hello, friend!
This brought me right to the wonderful, lush experience of standing at an open window while it rains. I LOVE that! Instant hydration.
Love and hugs…
Tracy!!!! So good to see you here. xoxo
So I discovered a new word…I think you’ll like it as much as I do:
pet·ri·chor
ˈpeˌtrīkôr/
noun
a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.
Isn’t that great?
Love and hugs to you, returned many times over.