Great weather for ducks

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Great weather for ducks!  Quack quack.

It’s so nice listening to the rain falling.  That is, until there’s a bright flash that pierces my retina followed by a thunderous clap that has me screaming with fright.  Even though I know it’s coming, I still manage to almost jump out of my skin. 

There’s been some very angry storms lately. Last weekend my backyard was like the swimming pool that I definitely can’t afford.  The ground is now sodden; squelching underfoot like galoshes stuck in mud.

Of course, the plants are happy.  Oh yes, and the ducks. 

My garden is looking healthy, new spring shoots have sprung. The leaves are dripping with the tears of the gods and gleaming the brightest of greens.  Plants have been drinking thirstily, making up for the time not long ago when they were parched and wishing for rain.  Be sure though, the dry will come again.  Just like the tides of time, the ying and yang of life, the turn of the seasons, the setting of the sun and the rise of the moon.

It’s Friday and though the week seemed to pass by slowly, here it is, gone in a blink.  The weekend is looming and I’m wondering, yet again, where the heck the time has gone. 

Isn’t it only yesterday that I was heading off to school in my way too short uniform? Isn’t it only yesterday that I was a young mother enjoying the warmest of hugs and the love of my two larrikin boys? Isn’t it only yesterday that I had wrinkle-free, non-drooping skin? 

And yet, it seems like a lifetime.  Well, you know what?  It is a lifetime, my lifetime. 

A lifetime filled with the mundane and the magical.  The mediocre and the momentous.  The depths of sadness and despair to the heights of jubilation. 

Every moment since I was born is a blessing.  Even the sadness of losing loved ones.  For to lose is to know of what I had.  To cry in anguish means I have loved hard and true.  To laugh out loud means I don’t take things too seriously. 

My life, the ups and downs, the highs and lows, the ebb and flow.  The tide, it has dragged me into frigid darkness and then washed me up on a warm and sunny shore.  Let it now, take me where it will. 

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