Sep. 29, 2007 - Dear Rain,
I woke up to the sound of rain pouring down. Then I looked at the weather report and it showed rain as far as the eye could see on the forecast. Sure, they vary it—showers, few showers, rain/wind, sun/rain, light rain, but it’s all rain and I’m not ready after such a beautiful sunny fall day like today.
Dear Rain,
You make beautiful music falling on the garden outside my window.
You carry the scent of cedar on the breeze.
You make a warm home, apple cider by the fireplace and a read a loud story so cozy.
I always say I don’t mind you—it’s your friend Gray Sky that I tire of by spring. That and your other friend, Mud.
You soak my toes and the bottom of my jeans because I will never give up my sandals for you.
I always forget an umbrella and I don’t own a raincoat. I tell the kids we live in Oregon- we won’t melt.
You are the soundtrack to half our seasons.
You are disappointing on those days when you’re not snow, but we had our hopes up.
I tell myself I love you, using words like refreshing and misty. Keeping rainbows and flowers and my favorite color, green, in mind.
I actually walking out in you-my cheeks glow, you calm the frizz in my hair and the restlessness in my heart. You remind me of old things washed away, of dry places that bloom , of new life.
I like weather that changes, that feels like it’s moving across the sky.
BUT--
Rain I’m just not ready for you yet. Maybe for a day, but not for a week. Did you overhear me yesterday as we walked by the river and praised the October blue sky, the crispy leaves and the perfectness of the day. Did you get jealous as you saw us dancing with fall and decide to cut in?
Comments
Sep. 29, 2007 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Rebeca
I feel this way too- not all this rain yet! I'll sign my name to your rain petition.
Love you,
Beca
Sep. 29, 2007 - :)
Posted by AutumnTerrill
I loved the 'dear rain' letter. I third those feelings.
