There are so many firsts in our lives... if we take the time to briefly ponder and wonder! Today, as we were driving to work, i realized it was for us, our first morning rain. There's something romantic about the rain, isn't it? Raindrops sliding down the glass, dimming the iced blue view, against ash skies.
The sight of the barren brown trees, the yellow leaves still tenderly holding on... in the gentle winds... the wet dark road littered in red leaves was simply spectacular! Hope its beauty stays on atleast in memory...as i did not have a camera to capture that moment. Its late noon and still, it drizzles... a rainy day is the perfect time for a walk in the woods. But i did not get my umbrella... sigh!
I just went out to see if i can ... rain drops fall... the birds sing...chirp chirp...i wish i could walk gingerly through the puddles, shivering with the dripping twigs, under trees that gift beeds as i pass... but i have to be content looking out the streaked window with longing and complacency! The greenery on this side astounds me, every tree so striking green, from the leaves high above to the ivy on the ground, to each blade of grass. A carpet of red leaves has been laid down by the wind and the rain, inviting, tempting... i childishly mock the leaves shed, feels like the rain was sent to send them flying to the ground.
Wistful... i wonder how comforting it'd be to read by the fire, a hot cup of tea for company... but no chance of lighting a fire in California, even if there is a fireplace... illegal it is!!! My thoughts take me to the burnt down acres on the hills... now that the lands are cooled... rain showers my spirit and waters my soul too.
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