|Drops on the Bradford Pear trees|
|The drops of fog on the last of the Morning Glories|
|The final leaves of fall|
|Roses covered in diamonds|
|The gifts of flowers|
Having the promise of rain again is something I am so thankful for and so needed. Every thing is turning green and it is so pretty to see. I love that here in California, having brown most of the year, and how just the tiniest bit of rain changes all of that brown to green. I find that the smallest blade of grass is in of itself a tiny miracle.
that mattered, but the giver.
---"The Turnip," Tales Told Again, Walter de la Mare, 1927