On the cusp of turning 15 — 15!— my daughter lounges, reading the newest installment in The Hunger Games. Across our short, dead-end street, the little boy digs in his sandy driveway with toy trucks, talking to himself, busy in his world. By the afternoon, his whole family splashes in the kiddie pool.
We are waiting for rain in our quiet corner of Vermont.
The cool breeze.
With all his strength
The cricket.
— Issa
We are waiting for the rain as well! Lovely poem.
Goodness! Should come today!
🌂
We are in the season of regular rain. the joke here is “What do you call two days of rain in Oregon? The weekend!” Pretty soon it will dry up until October but not yet.
Wow! Weirdly, the weather this May in Vermont reminds me of New Mexcio’s beautiful climate — hot and dry — but, of course, Vermont isn’t a desert, and our gardens and woods are thirsty for a downpour.
We have to irrigate here in West-Central Oregon, but this Saturday we are supposed to get 1.12 inches so I have another week to get it set up.
15 years old! Wow is right! Best wishes to the birthday girl and to you, too. XO
XO, too. 🙂
We have had so much rain, we are waiting for the sun to shine. ☀️
Funny how that goes. I sure hope it doesn’t rain all summer in Vermont!
I hope it is a lovely summer for you.
Thank you! Same for you!
Did you ever get any?? We’ve been in a constant cloud here in CT – and I was looking forward to a soaking – especially for our recently planted community garden plot. Barely a drop! So disappointing. Best wishes to the birthday girl!
Major thunderstorm here — thank goodness! — and light rain again this morning. Thanks for the birthday wishes. I’m sure it’s a birthday she won’t forget.