It is a wonderful thing to wake up to the sound of rain, especially in July. This is a wet, cool morning, especially welcome because it’s in the middle of summer.
My little garden in front is saying, Thank You. I know this because the flowers are lifting their heads, looking refreshed and revived. The Joe Pye weed moves gently under the raindrops. His top is full of tiny buds, almost ready to burst into bloom. The wildflower seeds I planted are lovely. I’ve reached the conclusion that I just might prefer wildflowers to the tame variety, but, they are all beautiful and are God’s flowers, after all.
Nemo is snoozing on the carpet. He had to be encouraged to go out in the rain this morning to take care of business. He’s a funny little fellow. As he has grown older with his sight and hearing going, he has become more anxious. So, I have to stand under the shelter of the eave on the deck to encourage him to go out in the rain. He keeps turning his head to be sure I’m still there as he plods out into the grass. I think he has memories of past storms when the thunder monster would growl overhead and hurl flashes of lightning.
Wherever you are this morning, and whatever is your weather, I hope blessings fall upon you as the raindrops on this cool July morning.
I have a few raincoats to use for Buster depending on the severity of the rain and what time of day it is. He’ll go out when it’s raining a little, but I have to force him when it rains a lot and it’s been a while since he did his duty. He won’t go for walks if it’s raining more than a little bit. Then I’m lucky if I can get him to do his thing in the yard.
Thanks for writing, Morgan. It’s interesting, the way our pets react to different things. Nemo always does his business in the yard, but sometimes he puts it off if it’s raining hard.
Perhaps you could sing to Nemo while he’s in the yard so he knows you’re still there. And tell him rain water will make his coat pretty and shiny!
That’s a good thought, Kimberly, but he couldn’t hear me singing. He keeps looking over his shoulder so that reassures him, that he can still see me.