The rain is one of my favorite things, especially in the summer when we need to be quenched. Its been so hot lately, you can’t but help think about water all the time. I can’t imagine how plants feel after weeks with no rain—they can’t just go to Duane Reade and get a bottle of water, now can they?
Inbetween doing laundry this evening, I decided to take some photos in the garden of the leaves and flowers just after a light shower that we had this afternoon. I hadn’t realized just how much more green and happy everything looked before.
Maybe the garden was more parched than I thought? There’s no telling when the next rainstorm is coming, so I think that all the plants soaked up their fill in a hurry, because the sun has been relentless lately.
I think people, like plants, need to be watered every now and then. The rain makes them slow down a bit and think a little slower and with more care. Umbrellas, though useful, prevent our spirits from being replenished by the strange joy that comes from a summer rain shower to and from our daily business. Everyone loves to laugh after being soaked a little bit.