After the Rain

A couple of weeks before we moved, I was walking the dogs in the backyard during a short respite between bouts of rain.  There is some kind of a pine tree at the far edge of the yard, I don’t know what kind … only that it has drooping limbs, and it caught my eye because of the rain that had accumulated on its limbs. The drops just sat there, in perfectly round little beads, clinging daintily to the needles. From a distance, the shimmer almost looked like frost. Now, I’m not great at taking pictures, and all I had was my cell phone, but I couldn’t walk away without trying to capture such a beautiful — and cool — sight. Mother Nature. She sure is something.

 

Sunday Musings

Well, considering we were struck with a mid-March snowstorm (in between bouts of warm weather no less) — a late season f**k you from Mother Nature — I guess rain isn’t all that bad. I mean, it could be worse. Friends of mine in Nevada are under several inches of snow as we speak. In April. You have to admit, Mother Nature is nothing if not sarcastic. Gotta love that in a deity.

 

the look on her face in the rain is just perfect