Parched By The Sun/ Weighed Down By Rain

I don't have many rosebushes but this pink one has been a
consistent October bloomer. It is fragrant and bright enough
to add that bit of happiness to my yard.

The threats have been coming for a while now. Menacing thunder
clouds have been looming large on the horizon...But it was all
bark and no bite.

I've almost forgotten the smell of rain...the earth's essence
wafting into your senses when the first drops fall. Brings back
a cloudburst of memories-- of other seasons of deluge...


Another ordinary day--- my winged visitors still refuse to spread
their wings for my camera. I can almost imagine their conversation.
Says the brown one to the white one...Psst! (lest She hears). Under
no circumstances must you spread those pretty wings of yours. If you
do that you're done for! It's enough that she hovers around us with
that whatchamacallit. If she sees us with our wings spread out we'll
be able to get her off our backs!

Sigh...responds the other. Wha...?! I should've been the one sighing!

Till yesterday the soil was bone dry. I got down to do some weeding
but the afternoon sunshine can still be punishing so not much was
done. But I did gather tiny grass blooms and headed back to the house.

The kitchen table is embellished by weeds!

It'd drizzled at night. I wished it wouldn't rain during the day...but
if wishes were horses.....It drizzled some, rained some, the whole day!
The roses were dotted with droplets...

But by late afternoon (it gets dark early nowadays) they'd almost
doubled over, weighed down by a steady drizzle.

Suddenly, the temperature has become much cooler and for the first
time,I wore a sweater today.