The rain came down in the tiniest of droplets all day on Friday. It felt like walking out into a misting machine with the steadiness at which the drops fell from the sky. The droplets layered themselves on top of one another.
Nothing could escape becoming soaked by the rain. Umbrellas may have kept my head dry put my pants were sopping wet by the time I reached my home. I only walked from the bus stop to my front door was enough to have me dripping.
I can’t really complain or I shouldn’t really complain even though I may gripe about the weather. We have planted a patio garden and we are thankful that the garden is being watered for us. The plants may struggle against the rain. They may end up face down in the dirt after the rain, but it won’t last forever. For surely the sun will rise tomorrow and the warmth of the sun spreads out over the earth.
The plants instinctively uplift themselves to catch the sunlight. Their arching stems instinctively straighten themselves. The roots, having been soaked the day before, distribute the water to the plants.
I do not worry, I know that the rain is needed. The rain provides nutrients and nourishment, and will be followed eventually by the warmth of the sun.