“Love like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots keeping itself alive.”
― Paulo Coelho, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept
|Sunset after Rain by Gene Sasse|
The cars sparkled from the car wash. The new smart irrigation controller for the sprinkler system installed. It rained, inching Southern California ever closer to a "normal" rainfall total.
Emerald green grass thanks God for the rain and me for the fertilizer. The young coyote thanks us for making so many rabbits grateful for our lawn. We will have to be careful. Coyotes do not understand the wrath that will come if they mistake our indoor pets out on their daily runs for free-range brunch.
Rest in peace, Whitney Houston. It was a revelation to hear you live as your star began to catapult toward the heaven where you now reside. You begged forgiveness for a cold. If you hadn't mentioned it, no one would have known your vocal chords were in the slightest compromised. Such is the life of a performer. We who admire your craft took what you gave up for granted. Forgive us our impatience with your imperfection.
The best of who you were lives on through your music and the generation of artists you inspired.
This month, this orchid is my private performer. She has a twin in a more sheltered position whose bloom is not quite as developed.
Largely ignored since health issues hit our family last year, the orchids have proven to be quite the troupers. Now that things are settling down, their beauty radiates against a mostly green garden.
|Love trinket box by Gene Sasse|
The year my husband bought me a car, Chuck next door teased him on behalf of the husband's union "How are you going to top that?" This year, we split a pastrami sandwich from The Hat World Famous Pastrami , and I couldn't be happier than if we had flown to the best deli in New York. Presence trumps presents.
|The blossoms of Magnolia Soulangiana fill the background|
Seen through my living room window, a bird hesitates on the clipped branch of the tabebuia. While, most of the feeders have been allowed to lie empty for a thorough seasonal cleaning, the birds are thrilled with this avian equivalent to a people's protein bar.
Linking to May Dreams Gardens GBBD
Thank you to Good Reads for the quote about rain.