One day I will care about the weather. I will watch the radar like I’m command central and tell you when the rain will come. I will know when the trees need water. When the hay is ready for cutting. When the horses should be let out to run. I will know how many days of record highs we’ve had, and that this is the worst it’s ever been since 1925.
One day, after it rains, I will check my rain gauge and I will compare how much I have here and how little you have there, and I will speak with certainty about the ground drying out. I will admire your horse and you will praise my new mower. I will revel in watching the mercury fall. And, I will sit in the den of my log cabin as the light streams in, writing of my life before, when there were no seasons.
(Inspired by a recent trip home to Texas)
I love this so much, I wish I'd written it.
ReplyDeletehow can you forget the Mumbai Monsoons ???? Beautiful post, this one.
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