Tuesday, May 18, 2010
A friend of mine once told me that her late middle-eastern husband had been awed by our moisture. He'd gaze out the window and describe rain as sacred silver threads delivered from heaven.
Similarly, I see our coastal showers as Earth-bound blessings that nourish our soils and souls. When I see rain, I can't help but envision masses of sweet spring buds and overflows of beautiful emerald lusciousness. To me, the rains and the bountiful coastal foliage are inseparable. I am thoroughly enthralled by them both!