Springtime Rains
Submitted by My Garden Spot Blog
It started raining yesterday, and when I got to work I was a little early. So, I sat in my car for a moment and admired the raindrops dripping down the windshield.
In case you can’t hear/understand the little song I sing at the end (softly and made up on the spot, as I was singing it), here are the words:
Rain, little raindrops, splitter, splatter,
Rain, little raindrops, splitter, splatter,
Make my plants grow big and strong,
So rain the whole day long!
Hey, I’ve never claimed to be a song writer.
Still, I can see the wonderful promise of the greening this rain will give us. This is what I love watching for every year. Sometime, right between Winter and Spring, we usually get this kind of rain, one that lasts a couple of days, with cloudy, drippy and chilly weather, one that gives us rain at just the right rate, so that it is able to sink deeply into the ground. It’s chilly and damp enough that most people stay inside, and run from place to place when they have to be outside.
Then, it stops raining and the sun comes out. The air gets a soft, warm, silky feeling as the breeze slips over you and you look around, and stop.
Things have suddenly changed. All the brown bits of grass have disappeared under a sea of green, tender, sweet looking grass. Grass so young and sweet that the smell of it crushed under your feet, it makes you want to reach down and take a bite of it. The trees look as if they’ve changed clothes, with the live oaks giving up the last of last year’s leaves to lay at their feet. The sky looks clean and washed, and you envy a kite for it’s ability to leap up into it. You wish you were a bird so you could go wash your face in the puffy white clouds left over from the tail ends of the rain clouds that have passed over.
And you understand Easter, as it seeps into your soul.
Life is good when it rains in the Spring.
