Comfort for the Apocalypse, February 2022
Somehow I missed this when it arrived but a pleasure to read on a Sunday afternoon. I will look for that book!
Thank you for your lovely essay on the love of rain! I have been teaching my delightful 3 year old grandchild just how happy the trees are when it rains. "Listen to the trees, they are all drinking in the water and sighing great sighs of relief", I tell her. "What are they saying, now?"she asks me. "They are thanking the clouds for the rain!" I exclaim. "And they are dancing in the wind!" The joys of wonder with a wee one, are absolutely precious.
Your images of wet winter forest walks brought back some good memories of the greenness and the smell of fern and moss. A small comfort during what does feel like an apocalypse. xoxo
This month was really tough for me, and I found myself pretty stoked when I opened the inbox this morning. Taking the time this afternoon to read it was a breath of air I needed. Thanks.
Thank you for your excellent writing, Megan. You seem to articulate many of my thoughts and concerns. But your multiple talents can overwhelm me! Good on you!
I enjoy reading anything that makes me regain all my sense. Feel, smell, hear and taste. All these sense are awaken during a heavy rain. Sometimes it takes someone else to point this out, to enjoy our ever changing weather. Thank you 😊