Drops steadily fall—
A soothing rhythm: plop, plunk.
Soon will stir new life.*
• The chilly cold snap finally packed its bags and left our area. We lost a few plants, and that’s disappointing, but they can easily be replaced.
Yesterday, we finally got some much-needed rain (It’s always something we need, isn’t it?). My beau and I were at Mass when it started, and it was still raining when we left church. I forgot the umbrellas in the car, but walking in the drops and inhaling its clean, earthy freshness made me remember how cleansing rain is, both for Nature and for Self.
The rain didn’t seem to bother the dogs, either, when we let them out at home. They seemed to enjoy a few extra minutes letting the rain dance on their backs before they came back in.
It looks like more of the same today – rain, rain. But, don’t go away, Rain. You provide a nice musical backdrop to my morning newspaper-reading before my workday begins—
* “January Rain” – original haiku by Susan Marie Molloy
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