The Colour of the Rainy Days

I love the way these rainy days, with their darkened skies, intensify the colours of our forest and the clearing in which we live.

The greens are all seen differently, deeper shades and not just now clean, free of dust, but shining with their coating of water following each shower.

In addition, other colours which are there are intensified- purple Lillypilly, blue berries of the Blueberry Ash the fruits of a Red Fruiting Olive Plum and those of the Yellow ash (all locally indigenous species)

As much a joy to walk through the dripping forest as to wander when shafts of light fall upon one.

On the other hand, I love it when the sun bursts through the cloud, like an explosion, or as I have observed recently, like a fanfare to herald a transformation of surroundings, sight and sound, as some of our resident birds respond with the joy I feel.

And as these rainy days came upon us here near Berry, a poem came upon my Facebook page, posted by a friend, a poem by Nicolette Sowder:

May we raise children
who love the unloved
things – the dandelion, the
worms & spiderlings.
Children who sense
the rose needs the thorn

& run into rainswept days
the same way they
turn towards sun…

And when they’re grown &
someone has to speak for those
who have no voice

may they draw upon that
wilder bond, those days of
tending tender things

and be the ones.


So there it is, running “into rainswept days the same way they/we turn towards sun… “

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