The first spring rain, always forgetting how wonderful it smells and feels. How it is soft and silent, a happy one. How it feels to fall asleep with the melody of it. First spring rain, a mood of a kind. A mood for being comforted.
The sound made me dreaming of the views that I saw from my homes some years ago, in Iceland. The bright summer night light. The open sky. Humming streets. Birch leaves in wind. Landings and taking offs of the domestic aircraft. An old woman with a scarf around her head, collecting all the bottles. Neighbor kid in a tiger mood.
What do you see from your window?
Weekend of biking in spring rain, balcony naps, reading, baking. Eating with friends. Listening to Faroese language. Summer plans with strawberry tastes and lime. Planting herbs.
Never setting sun, it feels almost like it already.
Have a good beginning for the new week!
Your photos evoke such a strong feeling of rain...I can almost smell it! Lovely.
ReplyDeleteHappy that they do.
DeleteHave a calm weekend Sherri!
This is so enigmatic, so whimsical... thanks for sharing*
ReplyDeleteYour descriptions are like beautiful mini-novels. Rain always has lovely childhood associations for me. This weekend, it was sunny here (at last!). I am loving looking out my windows at my garden coming alive (amelanchier shrub in bloom, japanese maple's leaves unfurling).
ReplyDeleteSomehow I do remember too how rain felt as a child. Those moments the biggest adventures were found from books. Especially one memory I have of our summerhouse where my mother read me books and the thin roof made such a perfect melody for it.
DeleteYou must have such a beautiful garden.
Those photos are very dreamy! And I love the spring rain so much. The other day here there was a thunderstorm just before I went to bed, so I had to stay up to listen and watch. Then it became a softer rain and it was nice to listen to as I fell asleep.
ReplyDeleteFrom my window I see hundreds and hundreds of treetops, and they're differently green all the time. It's always changing.
Thunderstorm sounds so nice for an evening weather. And the moment when it gets softer, a perfect moment to fall between a pillow and a blanket.
DeleteSweet dreams (:
Here is still feels like Autumn/Winter. Can't wait to smell the first spring rain.
ReplyDeleteI see (almost) green trees, a little bit of the river and people who cycle. It's an amazing view even though we live in the centre of the city.
Hopefully you have got some more sunnier moments. Here the color green grows in eyes.
DeleteIt sounds like a dreamy view to see.
Happy weekend to you!
from my window I see a row of apple trees flourishing in nice white and rosy colors. last night they shined almost as bright as the moon above them.. that was pretty :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful view. Can it be true? (:
DeleteWe've been having the most lovely spring rains. The smell is such a friend.
ReplyDeleteIndeed. Yesterday after rain it got a bit warmer and it smelled really like somewhere else, I felt like being abroad. What a moment it was to bicycle all around.
DeleteRain is always evocative, as are your photos. So beautifully mysterious, they are.
ReplyDeleteRonnie xo
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Deleteyour images and words are always so dreamlike. hazy whispers of another world.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Liz!
DeleteWeekend greetings!
I really like spring rain too but it has been raining for more than 30 days now and I can't take it anywomore, I truly need some sun..
ReplyDeleteWishing you sunnier days!
DeleteDREAMY...
ReplyDeleteThese are such dear memories. Maybe memories are always a bit dreamy... (:
Deletelooking at some vibrant greens from a recent rain right now.
ReplyDeleteThat must be very beautiful, Beth. There should be a color named "The Green After Spring Rain".
DeleteYour views look so dreamy, the way you captured them..
ReplyDeleteI would like to hear Faroese language one day. I've dreamed to go there since I was 15 years old...
Have a good sunday!