---and sunsets had become a little less spectacular. And although the signs of rain were there, all we got was dust, and more dust! Sometimes, the first mild rain comes as early as February. Enough for the dust to settle down but since it took its time coming, it has created drought-like conditions in many parts of the state. Several times, planes have not been able to take off or land because of the dust-storms.
But yesterday, the storm came. The kind that's usually accompanied by rain. It was sudden--the bang, the thud, the swish, the frantic swaying of trees, everything happened all at once. It must've lasted for about fifteen minutes followed by a drizzle so light it left us disappointed...
But it finally rained at night. Enough to wet the rain-starved soil.Andthe first thing I did in the morning was to get these shots----
The Common Castor butterfly was on my Ixora, gently flapping its wings. I waited with all due reverence waiting for this shot.
Droplets of rain on this Oxalis--a recent buy...
...on the green and tender bananas.
Raindrops sit pretty on this caladium leaf.
This year the mango trees were covered in blooms so thick it made me wonder whether I've ever seen that many blooms before. There's a saying that if the mango blooms like that, there's enough rain that year. And it's good for the paddy. Here's hoping that the saying comes true for our farmers.
Glory be to God for dappled things- For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings; Landscape plotted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plough; And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim. All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him. Gerard Manley Hopkins
The first flowering shrub I planted on our land
Every flower is a soul blooming in Nature.-Gerard De Nerval
Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself? -Henry David Thoreau