May 1, 2012 Thundershower

The month begins with thunder. I shall never tire of thunderstorms.

When I left for the East two weeks ago our land was strangely spring-scorched. There was reason to fear a long, dry summer. But the rains began when I was gone, greening the garden and feeding the lawn. This morning I coaxed my push mower through high grass. It wasn’t happy.

Then the storm came, giving me time, however, to take down the laundry from the line. I brewed coffee and went to the front porch to listen and watch. You know, rain is most picturesque, it’s quite difficult to take a picture of rain.

Where do birds go during a downpour?  The mother and baby robins didn’t retreat back to the nest. I saw a cardinal darting toward a maple tree. Perhaps they’ve transformed my woodland pile of brush into bird apartments. Out by the garage I came upon a toad who, like me, was just sitting out the storm.

 

There were umbrellas nearby but he opted to get wet. Now as I type, I hear another series of thunderings. Perhaps we’ll be serenaded until dinner time.

The lawn mower is in its place in the garage. Just wait until tomorrow, fellow.

One Response to “May 1, 2012 Thundershower”

  1. Alison Schumacher says:

    Being in the desert with zero precipitation makes me excited for thunderstorms later this summer. Thanks for whetting my appetite!

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