Tag: rain
Soaked…
Rain, rain, rain – for weeks. The canvas canopy over an outdoor swing was sagging – I pushed up and – whoosh – over the edge cascaded water. It caught the attention of my one year old grandson, but I hadn’t noticed he had walked… Continue Reading “Soaked…”
Wipers…
I hear this commercial every now and then talking about how cars didn’t always have wiper blades. A small accessory on today’s cars, but without them we wouldn’t get far in a heavy rain on the highway. When the children were young, a fun treat… Continue Reading “Wipers…”
Have It All…
It’s been a long, hot summer – and not just here, and not just the weather. Here the usual relief of afternoon downpours often haven’t happened. Then there’s the flooding in Louisiana – and we count our blessing of not too much. There’s the… Continue Reading “Have It All…”
Partly Sunny…
I’ve decided the weather anchors shouldn’t say ‘partly cloudy’. Why not partly sunny? Instead of chances of rain, what about the chances of sun? It’s all how we look at it. The Father calls us to be light, to bring light to dark… Continue Reading “Partly Sunny…”
Rain Walk
On a recent trip I couldn’t resist a bright peach rain jacket – of course, once I got home the skies were not rainy. It didn’t take long, one day the skies got dark and fat drops began to splatter all around. At… Continue Reading “Rain Walk”
Peace Whispers…
Yesterday mama and papa bird landed outside my window to entertain me for a few minutes. His was bright red with black eyeliner. She was plumper with a brown back and blonde breast – but it was those tail feathers and beak that… Continue Reading “Peace Whispers…”
Summer Ribbons…
Summer – this gift tied up with ribbons of life… Creation is never more alive than in the heat and busyness that is summer. Bunnies abound in our grasses right now. Birds chase around comically. All busily eating and putting on winter’s fat… Continue Reading “Summer Ribbons…”
Thru the Window…
Clouds swirl, turning from white to gray to almost black. One large drop splatters, followed by scattered pelts of drops here and there. Drooping heads and wilted petals need relief. Suddenly – with a whoosh – the rain begins to soak thirsty ground. Winds… Continue Reading “Thru the Window…”
THUNDERSTORM
The rumble starts in the distance as the skies grow dark. Slowly as the minutes tick by the air grows heavy. The weight of it settles in and lights come on. In the distance a thunderclap, no sign of the rain or the lightning.… Continue Reading “THUNDERSTORM”
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