Saturday, May 27, 2006

I like THE RAIN

It is raining. The weather gave us a taste of summer and then smacked us in the face with the most rain I have seen in years, I think. It is amazing. My kids assure me that it is normal Northwest spring rain, but it seems like more to me. Amazingly enough~I actually wanted it to rain. That's right. Pick yourselves up off the floor~I wanted it to rain. I know I have publicly humiliated my husband, my mother-in-law, and my children for liking the rain, and for that I am sorry. I just well, didn't get it. To a certain degree I still don't get it like they do and most likely never will. They "LIKE" THE RAIN. I like the rain. There is a difference. But, back to the reason I wanted it to rain. It had been beautiful for a month. I mean really beautiful. Sometimes Hot Beautiful. I am really into my yard this year, and I am trying to get things to actually grow under my care. I dug little trenches around my plants and taught Ian how to lightly fill up the trenches one at a time. He is so patient, looking for my approval. Arlene, my amazing mother-in-law, brought me clippings from Steve's Grammie's grape vines on Mother's Day, and I am passionate about them surviving. It is crucial to me that they survive. They are a part of her and Granddad. I want them to grow and flourish under my care so that my children and husband can continue to eat Grammie and Granddad's grapes, and so that in the fall I can be reminded of them when the wonderful aroma of home grown grapes fills my home. So, when they started getting weepy and wilty I wanted rain. Lots of rain to make them grow healthy and strong. It is working, and it makes me very happy. That is why I like the rain. It makes things grow...

10 comments:

Steve said...

Shellie,
What a wonderful story! You, like George, might actually come to realize that when you spend most of you life in the Northwest you are a Northwesterner.

Shellie said...

Thanks, STEVE.

Dad said...

This is a wonderful piece of work; really an art form. This
reminds me of how I feel about little things that make me feel good about those we love. Keep up the fine writing. It really brings joy and fun into my heart and mind. Those two things together seem so good. Love, Dad and give the WHOLE family a hug for me. Arlene is such a great friend and mother-in-law.

Laura said...

i like the rain too because I seem to have a hard time making things grow. I did cut off my Rose of Sharon plant like you or Coral told me and it worked. It looks really good this year so maybe I will try that with all of my plants. What do you think?

Shellie said...

I think it is a good idea, but you know me~I'm the pruning queen!

Anonymous said...

Yes, rain does make things grow. Just look at Steve.

Arlene

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Shellie said...

UMMM Hmmmm! I'm lookin'! And he's mine all mine!

Walkfarmar said...

Your discussion reminded me of the other day when Negesti was disappointed that it was raining, again. Jack, our Djiboutian Oregon transplant, said,"Well you know Negesti rain is what Oregon is all about!" You kind of had to have been there ...but I do believe he's got it. :-) More on gardening later.

arlene said...

Well, he's mostly all yours. But he's still my baby.