when the sun doesn’t shine

You can actually see things more clearly.  A rainy day is the best time to visit the garden; I went yesterday afternoon and only saw two other people (who didn’t make eye contact).  When it rains, you can dip the brim of your umbrella and disappear, see the world without it seeing you.  I was so busy looking at the ground that I forgot to look up at the buds on the trees, the raindrops suspended from dark, slender twigs.  Then I noticed the moss and the dry sides of trees, the sheltered places beneath branches that raindrops can’t reach.  The bright pink rhododendron and star-faced daffodils were the only brights spots in the garden.  Mostly I was looking at bark…trees will tell your stories if you come close.  Writing again…