One who observes and thinks about what has been seen, what has passed by my way, what greater meaning lies behind and beneath life's small events.
Very nice, Susan! Just need a little rain.
Switzerland had rain almost every night. Low thunder and lightning. It was wonderful.
I'm afraid those poppies would be drowning over here this summer.
For us, the poppies would be withering and turning brown.
A little rain sure helps them glow and grow
Rain, oh rain. Where are you?
We could do with rain too. Soon. Please.And my mind went very different places when I saw the title of this post. Poppies are irrevocably linked with war deaths for me - particularly these red stunners.
For me as well. But we walked by a field of almost-ripe wheat twice a day. And out in the field randomly placed were poppies. Just out there. It was a stunning sight. Red poppies among the staffs of life. I stopped so many times to take a picture over the 20 days; my husband was really irritated with me.
We have had our fair share of rain lately. I'd be happy to send some over if I could. :)
I am afraid you would have to rent trains of box cars filled with water bottles.
From California: Rain? I sort of remember rain. Water falling out of nowhere --silly dream.
I took photos of the last rain storm we had.
We have had one of our drier summers in recent memories...
Water rationing and conservation are the key words here.
Go ahead...it won' t hurt...I'd love to hear what you think!