A livelier iris

A livelier iris

A dousingly delicious account of the effects of rain, verdancy-pouring, sky-tumbling life.  I write this as the winter cloud cover empties its freshness into an already soaked ground, replenishing aquifers.  In the glorious reaction of the sunshine after the downpour,...
To shout with grass

To shout with grass

Isn’t that exhilarating, the land shouting with grass?  And due to successive years of dousing rain, it feels lush and burstingly, verdantly abundant.   There would be five or six wet and wonderful years when there might be nineteen to twenty-five inches of...
Pardon my barging in

Pardon my barging in

A beautiful, exuberant image of spring as an emotional and late arriving guest or friend, with its heavy showers transformed into ‘copious tears’.  Welcome, spring, tears and all.  We need them to help the summer grow. ‘As I write this spring barges...
Sleeping beauty

Sleeping beauty

In the winter of 2004-2005 seven inches of rain fell in Death Valley, a once in generations weather event. When spring came the floor of the valley was a carpet of flowers. It had been sleeping, not dead. I was struck by this account of a rare deluge in a place...

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