If you listened carefully you could hear the trees and flowers, heaving a big sigh of relief, their roots and foliage drinking in every last drop of moisture.

It's raining; it's pouring.
The old man is snoring.
He went to bed and bumped his head,
And he couldn't get up in the morning
Oliver thinks it is a good day to snooze, something he has mastered to a perfection.
The Bacopa baskets continue to bloom despite the extreme heat
I managed to gather a few flowers, in between rain showers
A new pot of Daylilies waiting to be planted
A break in the heat
away from the front
no thunder, no lightning,
just rain, warm rain
falling near dusk
falling on eager ground
steaming blacktop
hungry plants
thirsty
turning toward the clouds
cooling, soothing rain
splashing in sudden puddles
catching in open screens
that certain smell
of summer rain
~ Summer Rain : Raymond A Foss





















