To see you climbing the stairs
the ordinary can join the divine
thoughts ascending with the spirit
I pray while driving in the rain
not to alter suddenly the conditions of the landscape
and to give us time
to accommodate the change.
Mrs. Abstract and I just returned home for a 3-day restful sojourn in the north of us. We stayed at the Stanford Inn by the Sea in Mendocino, California. Mrs. Abstract was in the ER Monday night. It turned out to be only a mild health problem.
We left in the rain and returned home in the rain. The drive was along the coast and beautiful. The ocean was not covered by clouds and the rain was intermittent.
We didn’t go anyplace else.Just the 2 of us.It rained and hailed while we were up there.
Mrs. Abstract is a mermaid. She swam in the sea water pool.We read, ate, and rest. Just the two of us.
The Inn offers massage, meditation seminars, cooking and art classes.
The restaurant, Ravens, in the Inn is a plant-based restaurant. Every day we ate vegetarian food with no dairy, eggs or seafoods and of course no meat.
We did wine tasting in one winery on the way up. We passed by 3 wineries for wine tasting on the way back.
The short trip was to celebrate my birthday.
The leaves of the palm tree are wet
A shallow puddle on the parking lot
We laughed and jumped in the puddles
We were young and wild
God gave us the time to be a child
Received the fruits of youth
Now grown we yearn
The return to childlikeness
The frolic, innocence, creative mind.
Where do butterflies go when it’s raining?
Flowers are covered with raindrops.
The streets are full of umbrellas.
I stopped by to look
at the crab apple and swollen river
I could not resist
to take some pictures
pardon my lack of experience.
A solitary bird in darkening sky
The day before spring
Rain becomes abundant almost unforgiving
With mudslides and falling trees
Flooded roads and swollen rivers
After years of drought
We can not choose
Between two calamities
We can only accept
What we are given
And with gratitude.
We cry for sorrow and for joy
We look ahead with clear eyes.
The rain pours and storm is coming
Snow covers the mountains
Rivers may overflow
Inside is festive
And keeping warm.
Don’t cry that summer is gone
autumn will riot with colors and light
you will love wiping raindrops on your brow.
note: raining in Napa.