Summer Rain

A not so dry run for a Victorian winter arrived in the middle of a summer night, 
clouds dumped water indescriminately on streets, alleys, parks and playgrounds.
Summer heat interrupted for a respite that still steams and fogs through trees and gardens.
Rubber boots and umbrellas replaced shorts, capris and stras sunhats.
Blue skies replaced by moist thick gray blankets.

Walkers with rubber boots of blue and white scrolling, stark hunter green, snake skin patterns, like multicoloured koi flashing past in pools of splashing dark water.

A walk through downtown and meadow prepares for winter wet and gray, brightened by umbrellas and brollies of muted rose or royal blue, even a bright yellow sunflower dome, black and white graphics, broad beige and brown panels…...
Bobbing flowers of a distant winter scene where snow seldom falls.

Water......Rain......reconnecting sky and earth so that we may all continue our lives and loves.

“Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth;

without rain, there would be no life.”

~ John Updike