
under the spring sun
with the rain stopping briefly
my sweater warms me
poetry, prose, and photography
under the spring sun
with the rain stopping briefly
my sweater warms me
bee within petals
amidst the fresh rains droplets
as the sunlight fades
morning rain
delighting flowers
rich memories
Seattle, famous for its rain. For some, the accompanying gloom saddens. For me, though, I feel tranquility. These rain soaked firs are home.
the grace of sunlight
with the clouds moving southwards
this pause in the rain
my gutters sing
within the tranquil rain
lulling me to sleep
through rain, snow and hail
when the sky erupts in blue
tranquility's joy
under the raindrops
falling upon the petals
spring arrives anew