
breaking through the rain
sunlight’s grace moves through the trees
birds dance on the wind
poems & photography
breaking through the rain
sunlight’s grace moves through the trees
birds dance on the wind
set under the clouds
my city moves through the rain
while fueled by coffee
A rainy day here, just north of Seattle. One that brings me memories of northwestern Oregon. The winter rains in Astoria where my feet were my main mode of transportation. I guess that came from the heavy weight of the rain drops along with their coldness.
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rain is predicted
delights pluviophiles
Seattle winters
As a live-long Seattleite, I hold a certain fondness for rain. One tempered with topical annoyance, and occasional despair. Yet, for the most part, I enjoy rain. The sound upon my roof. Watching the rain from a street-side café, listening to jazz. So much of my life revolves around liquid precipitation.
rain will soon fall
I will feel the warmth
of memories
Posted this earlier today on my Instagram feed. I wanted to share it with you, too.
under damp branches
swaying underneath the breeze
stump returns to earth