Lazy Blogger’s Day: The Face of Hope



The last few days I’ve been watching this flower grow out of a pile of decaying leaves in an empty flower pot.  Because my husband insists of feeding the birds, we find flowers struggling to survive in the oddest places, their existence a testimony to hope. This little one – a long-legged teen – peers out at the rest of the yard perhaps dreaming of having her feet planted in real dirt.  Maybe she hopes for a friend, a partner, or a drop of rain on her face.


We did get a few drops of rain this afternoon, enough to clear the air of the dust and smoke.  Not enough to wash the grime from the cars, not enough to make a dent in the drought.  Not enough, but like a pile of decaying leaves, giving hope.

(this post is supposed to be for #WordlessWednesday but alas a few words trickled onto to the page and I didn’t have the heart to deny them!)

I Grok the Rain!

If you haven't read this sci-fi classic, the main character was raised on Mars where there is no water.

This morning I awoke to the soft patter of rain. At first I listened in disbelief. The weathermen had been waffling for days about even the scantiest possibility, leaving us with visions of catastrophic water wars and Stranger in a Strange Land scenarios. If you’ve never read this sci-fi classic, the main character was raised on Mars where there is little water and thus, water is sacred and the wasting of water unthinkable.

But it was rain and, as the sky lightened, the joyous ruckus from the jays, chickadees, and spotted towhees as they gave thanks was a sound unlike I’d ever heard before.  There would be no fighting over the birdbath on this day!


Kitty grooving on the heavenly aromas brought in by the wind!



Water pools on grateful leaves.

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It’s hard to imagine feeling happier! Photo by the amazing Christy A. Gudel


Rose reaching to kiss the sky.

Note to readers:  I will be up in Reno Nevada with limited access to the internet for who knows how long.  So apologies for not keeping up with your blog postings, etc. When I return, I’d get to know you a little bit better.  Let me know if you’d like to guest post!  Thanks, Jan