ISN'T IT WONDERFUL HOW THE EARTH CAN RECOVER SO MAGNIFICENTLY AFTER A ...STORM? AS WE BASK IN THE WONDERS OF ITS RENEWING PROCESS, THERE ARE TIMES WHEN ONE CAN ATTEST THAT ...THE STORM...WAS WORTHWHILE. YOU KNOW, THAT OLD CLICHE; IF NOT FOR THE DARKNESS ONE WOULDN'T APPRECIATE THE LIGHT. GREAT WORK, JOHN. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS.
I love a good thunderstorm. They feed my need for drama and passion. But then, a gentle rain also appeals as I find them soothing, even healing.
Once years ago, while I was attending Crow Fair in Montana, it began to rain during the dancing. Everyone ran for cover, except one lone young woman who remained and danced in celebration and gratitude for the rain.
I had a long review that disappeared. Sorry. Suffice it to say I loved the rendering you gave one of my favorite aspects of nature. Beautiful. Thanks for posting.
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
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Once years ago, while I was attending Crow Fair in Montana, it began to rain during the dancing. Everyone ran for cover, except one lone young woman who remained and danced in celebration and gratitude for the rain.
Rebecca