Rain

It got hot today.  Hot and humid.  Typical PA summer.  The weather forecast was calling for rain, but the sun shone most of the day.  I figured that the best way to bring on the rain and cool things off would be to water the garden, so I did that this morning before it got too hot.

While I was down there, I picked the strawberries and asparagus.  Don't they look beautiful?

I happened to hear part of the poem "Renascence" by Edna St. Vincent Millay read by Chris in the Morning on "Northern Exposure" the other day, so I read the entire poem last night.  It's a long one, but it's filled with beautiful descriptions like this:

...The rain, I said, is kind to come

And speak to me in my new home.

I would I were alive again

To kiss the fingers of the rain,

To drink into my eyes the shine

Of every slanting silver line,

To catch the freshened, fragrant breeze

From drenched and dripping apple-trees.

For soon the shower will be done,

And then the broad face of the sun

Will laugh above the rain-soaked earth

Until the world with answering mirth

Shakes joyously, and each round drop

Rolls, twinkling, from its grass-blade top...

It did eventually rain here a little bit this evening.  It was just enough to freshen up the air a bit.