Rainy Monday


Woke today to thunder, lightning, rain.  Sitting now, nested on the front porch, watching trees , plants, absorbing the water, drinking, quenching the thirst of a long, cold, dry winter.  Can feel roots trembling underground, stretching out, reaching wisps of moisture tunneling past questing, eager tendrils.  All my household plants are sitting out on the decks, shining green, smiling into the air.

Sensing Crows sitting warm in branches, black feathers fluffed and gleaming. eyes watching every step below.  Deer wander past just now, oblivious to the wet, reveling in the season.  Yearlings, pregnant doe, waiting for the hostas to grow a bit more, so tender shoots can make their breakfast.

Bliss, blessings of warm Spring rains here.

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5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. cheri
    May 09, 2011 @ 16:38:23

    when are you going to publish

    Reply

  2. RoughWaterJohn
    May 12, 2011 @ 01:45:00

    Even if you’re not finished, I like it already.

    Reply

  3. Sarah
    Sep 08, 2011 @ 03:06:27

    You should write a compilation of short stories and submit for publishing. I know a certain someone who knows how to illustrate. 🙂

    Reply

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Tilly Evan Jones

“I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable and beautiful and afraid of nothing as though I had wings.” ~Mary Oliver

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