It’s rainy season in these parts.
Ah, December: High tides, clouds, mist and rain.
Puget sound during golden hour last weekend.
I missed yesterday, posting everyday for a month is really hard for me. But yesterday I had an excuse: kind of a nice one. As I was getting the post ready my internet went down. After I rebooted it and started back my son called (he is in China) we had a two hour video chat! I was in bed before I remembered about posting. Oh, well.
May has been a peculiar month. Warm and cold, sunny and rainy. The news of the day combined with the weather made me think about a poem I learned in my French class in high school:
Il pleure dans mon coeur,
Comme il pleut sur la ville…Guillaume Apollinaire
Translated: it is crying in my heart like it is raining on the city. The weather was gloomy and wet, suiting the gloom in the news.
I took these photos yesterday. I’ve often thought that May and June are really seasons of their own, not really part of spring and summer. May is iris season and June is rose season. Summer in the Puget Sound region really doesn’t start until July. This little gallery shows what’s in bloom right now on the cusp of the change, with raindrops to represent the tears so many have had to shed this month.
My wish is that you and yours can stay safe and sane as the storms rage about us. May your season of the rose be blessed.
…oh how it rained! We were visiting the Longji terraced rice fields and there was no way to reschedule. I had a purple rain cape designed for scooter riders to wear. It was extra long in front so it covered my camera. It provided good coverage and blocked both rain and wind, but it was not breathable so I was soaked through anyway. Oh well, it was worth it.
The terraces were pretty in the mist during the few minutes when the clouds lifted. I long to go back when it isn’t the rainy season. That seemed so possible a year ago, now I wonder.
These are from an area near Paddington Station in London called “Little Venice”.
These are on the Kennet and Avon Canal in the stretch that contains the Bath Locks.