Water, Water Everywhere. August 15, 2008
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.Tags: about gratitude, rain, rivers
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It won’t stop raining.
Sporadic sprinkles, hourly showers, daily deluges.
My garden is suffering; the tomatoes are blighted, the basil is languishing. Even the sunflowers weep for lack of their namesake.
But the rivers – Ah, The Rivers! They swell with pride, roiling with an unseasonal urgency:
Hurling themselves headlong over precipitous drops,
Circling their wagons in tannic tantrums, pausing in their seaward rush for only a turn or two,
then gone down the valley, bound for the ocean, bound for the sky, bound to return again before the season’s over.
I’m not complaining about my garden; there’s a purpose greater than me, and if my tomatoes don’t win prizes, so be it. The grass is green, the corn is high, and in general, my small corner of the world is faring pretty well.
Thank you Mother Earth. Thank you, Father Sky.
I love your perspective! I’d be lamenting my precious plants! You show us the beauty before us. Thanks! Love, V.
You could send some our way π
Oh, and that last picture is really cool.
Why thank you, my dear V and L.
kk, I am lamenting the problem with my tomatoes, as I’m not sure if they’ll grow well hereafter. Funguses seem to be persistent in the soil, and I’m trying to be totally natural, so I’m going to just let it play itself out and see what happens. If I have to buy tomatoes for a while, I’ll eat squash, which is right now threatening to bury me! π
And DC, I was sorry to hear about your protracted dry/hot weather. That must have sucked, big time. I truly wished I could have sent you some of this cool/wet stuff, but I’m not that powerful, so I didn’t.
All that rain did give you spectacular river pictures. I am in awe.
My pathetic little garden hasn’t fared too well either, but I try to keep it watered. At least my sunflowers did well. Veggies didn’t. And the hail the other day did some damage.
That last shot is wonderful. Reminds of those stop-motion shots of the stars where there’s the illusion of them streaking across the sky.
no one here has decent tomatoes this season. they are blighted and rotting. i am sad but that is the way of it.
CR – when I saw the first pic, it looked like a giant river of delicious beer.
Yeah, I was thinkin today that this aint gonna be the best tomato year.
Ah well: slow roast twenty pounds or so, and freeze, right?
Bobby, thanks. The rivers were as beautiful in their fullness as my tomato plants have been sparse! π
Sherry, great tomatoes are a gift, In Sh’Allah – and therein lies the rub; God, in all his capriciousness, acts a lot like New England weather. π
johnieB, sounds good, but I’ve set a goal for myself of eating most of what I grow while it’s still hot off the vine. That should keep me in groceries!
Randall, thank Frau Biergut for the inspiration for that one – she has a similar (though much more artfully done) shot on her photography website.
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Homermathman, I thought the same thing – a pool o’ Guiness!