Finally, a rainy day in April in Vermont. There has been almost no rain and the fire warnings have been very high. The floods of last year have torn out the old trees by the river and they are everywhere, and dust has been everywhere too, providing an odd contrast to the beautiful rising of the light-green grass of springtime, the opening leaves (still tiny-- I love them that way) and the movement of the willows as they open towards earth.
I'm glad to see the rain, the peace and quiet. Something about it makes me keep falling asleep on this doz-y day. We could really use one downpour after another to replenish the water table…
Spring! I can hardly believe it is really here, even though winter wasn't as hard as it could have been and there was little snow. Perhaps just as well, not for the ski industry, but surely for the banks of the rivers and those who have been hoping for no more serious floods for 75 more years.
Peaceful lovely spring. I never enjoy it enough, even though as I get older, the sense comes to me more and more that we (humans) are here to enjoy the beauty of the earth. Someone has to do it. Someone has to be aware of the glory. Didn't Alan Watts say something about that being our job?
I'm glad to see the rain, the peace and quiet. Something about it makes me keep falling asleep on this doz-y day. We could really use one downpour after another to replenish the water table…
Spring! I can hardly believe it is really here, even though winter wasn't as hard as it could have been and there was little snow. Perhaps just as well, not for the ski industry, but surely for the banks of the rivers and those who have been hoping for no more serious floods for 75 more years.
Peaceful lovely spring. I never enjoy it enough, even though as I get older, the sense comes to me more and more that we (humans) are here to enjoy the beauty of the earth. Someone has to do it. Someone has to be aware of the glory. Didn't Alan Watts say something about that being our job?
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