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#write31days ~ day 2: rain

resting in an easy chair

Today was our first day of rain in California in I don’t know how long. Even a touch of snow up in the mountains. {I know! Already?!} The crisp smell of rain hit my nostrils the second I stepped outside. Just the scent was relieving since this terrible drought we’ve been in. It meant somewhere it was coming down and, likely, soon would be hitting the earth immediately below our feet.

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It has been terrible watching one lawn after another die off. One tree after another turn brown and wilt. One bush after another languish with thirst and crisp. One reservoir after another become like a desert land, cracked and dry.

When we drove up into the mountains near Yosemite last weekend for our camping trip, I couldn’t believe the number of fir trees I was witnessing brown from tip to bottom. It takes a lot for these towering, majestic firs to flag. And here they were dead. So many of them.

There was a windstorm amongst the tops of the trees in our final night in the forest. It was rather disconcerting to have those BIG trees standing above, swaying so mightily in the wind. Even more so, with their desiccated limbs flailing. Every so often, you could hear one crashing to the ground at a short distance. I prayed more than once to our guardian angels that night to keep our tents and bodies safe from harm.

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Rain is most welcome here. To fill our rivers. To quench our trees. To enliven our flowers. To satisfy our living animals. To heal our dry land.

2 Thoughts on “#write31days ~ day 2: rain

  1. After visiting the hot + humid South, it was a joy to feel crisp, fresh air in my lungs. Thank God for the variety of weather Fall brings, and for refreshing rain!

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