I heard it gently fall last night…. it woke me from my sleep. I stretched my ears so I could hear… is it really, really rain?
The sound was gentle… but unmistakable… water was falling from the sky.
Rain was predicted for the drought stricken places, a little inland from here… up to 60 mls they were expecting… there’ll be some happy hearts and smiling faces this morning.
To see small puddles in little hollows… what a marvelous sight. The grass so cool, wet and moist… kissing the souls of my feet as I walk…. feels so good.
As I sit of the edge of my favourite deck… Journal and pen in hand… Baby Butcher Bird is hopping around, on the ground near by. His feathers are darkening with each new day… he’s growing up, he’s learning more and more.
Wafting scents of eucalyptus tantalize my smelling … ahh such wondrous earth aromas.
The sounds of life… so gentle on my hearing, so harmonious… so non-invasive and friendly.
The Mother’s care… beyond compare… a paradise, this wondrous Earth, this gifted Life.