“Into each life some rain must fall”
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I got caught in the rain this morning, and no I wasn’t drinking piña coladas, it was a tad early. It felt quite strange for it to be raining. In fact I can’t remember the last time it rained. I had my bright pink rain mac on with the hood scrunched up around my face. I was the epitome of embarrassing, thank goodness T is only one and couldn’t care less what I looked like.
As the rain fell softly on my return home, I noticed how shiny and new everything looked. I guess this is the new lease of life water gives the earth. Flowers are rejuvenated, walls are shiny and puddles are deceptively deep. I love how droplets hang precariously from tiny bits of foliage, only to be continually replenished after every drop has fallen to ground, either to be absorbed by the soil or turned to several tiny drops having landed on concrete and splattering.
Of course I took a very quick 10 minutes to try and capture that Irish saying “Tis a soft day”.
All photos were taken with my iPhone so apologies for quality!