Sorry, No Photo

I wish I had a photo to post today, because I woke up to my favorite kind of weather – rain.

But there is simply no way to photograph a low, gray, rainy sky and make other people love it. Wet chickens, it turns out, also do not photograph well. I took an interesting photo of the shed door, but it doesn’t really say “I love the rain.”

And I really do love everything about it.

I love the gray of it, the sound of it, the cool of it.

I love how the sky gets low and holds us close to the earth when it rains.

I love how little drops of life can soak into the soil and be brought up through stem and trunk and turned into leaves, flowers and fruit.

I just can’t help but feel like God looked down this morning, saw me on my little farm, smiled, and said “I think a little rain is in the forecast.”.