rain, rain please go away.....

"The rain is falling all around,

It falls on field and tree,

It rains on the umbrellas here,

And on the ships at sea."

R. L. Stevenson

The street gutters are amuck with streams and the yards are saturated. The garden is begging for respite. Rivers are racing furiously under bridges, looking forward to a safe arrival at ocean‘s rim. The mountain conifers stand tall and look toward the sky as the rain soaks-in deep around their moss covered roots. Everything is green and lush. And while we are silently brooding indoors, Rhododendrons are budding, biding the time when it is their turn to explode into reds and pinks and whites. We wait, in anticipation of all the colorful awakenings of Clematis and Daisies; Dahlias and mountain laurel.

Wisteria will be planted this year and flourish over the arbor in my secret garden, and dangle from oft the studio roof with vines of purple grapes and lime green foliage, in years to come.

Just thinking of our honey suckle and sweet peas, exploding with flowers and sweet fragrance, has me forgetting this dark season of rain and looking forward to dirt under my fingernails.

Now, if only the rain will please go away......