In Adoration of Scented Spring Showers

It's one of those wonderful, fresh coastal days in May.  The air is pregnant with mist and scents of spring.  A warm, soft drizzle welcomes your face to the outdoors; you lean in and inhale the sweet, earthy aroma of azaleas, lilacs and cedar.

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!