stillness and solitude—
only the sound of that crow
on top
*
on top of the pine
that big old crow is shouting:
rain! rain! rain!
After four straight days of rains, yesterday’s forecast was calling for all-day rains and thunderstorms but the sun stayed out and shone. Late afternoon I went for a walk and was thinking to myself, I bet it’s not gonna rain after all. And then I heard that crow! Well, he was right. The storms did come after the sun went down. Off and on all through the night, there was thunder and lightning and wind and rain…rain…rain.
Crows—you’ve got to give them credit….they’re always on top of things!
