17 October 2019 – Well, that’s misleading. There are no ducks or froggies in this post.
But it’s only initially misleading. Think of it as my preamble.
When I was little, and the rain came pouring down, my mother would chant some nursery doggerel in my ear that began, “I don’t like the rain / But the ducks & froggies do…” and went through a long list of Good Deeds done by rainfall to conclude, “So I am glad there’s sometimes a rainy day / Aren’t you?” My dad would discreetly roll his eyes, but, see, the sentiment has stuck with me, if not the specific list of watery Good Deeds.
Still, you only have to look around to see candidates for the list.
Happy plant life, for example.
Fern fronds, new & old, glow in the pearly light …
So do these pieris leaves, new & old …
And this rhodo, with buds already set for spring …
And this yellow rose bush, not to be outdone, with buds popping into bloom right now.
And then, and then …
And then, even though there’s not a duck or froggy in sight, I can at least offer you some orange giraffes.
As good as a rainbow, yes?
Your eye follows rain-dark Main Street north-north-north right to Burard Inlet, and smacks into those dazzling cranes, set afire by a shaft of sunlight that — just for a moment — finds a gap in the clouds.
Lynette d'Arty-Cross
/ 17 October 2019I love your photo series in this post. ❤️ Really wonderful to see the rhododendrons ready for the spring that will come and the roses not giving up. 🙂
bluebrightly
/ 27 October 2019That last photo is a gem, Penny! Orange giraffes, yes! 😉 You made lemonade out of the lemons….looks like it’s finally drying off, whew!