Mountain sounds

The rains are still here.

Today it stopped long enough for us to tempt fate and take the picnic blanket out for lunch out on the lawn. Of course, the heavens decided to open again right as we were tucking in, our first moves on the chess board just taken, strategy set, and forks poised mid air.

Where we are, in the hill country, you can hear the rain about 10 minutes before it actually arrives. Not only did a dark cloud quickly appear over the knuckles range, but the noise was unmistakable. The oncoming downpour arriving over the mountains is like an old-style transistor radio that the static is slowly turned up on, until the noise is deafening and everyone wants to shout ‘turn it off’!

I like these rainy days though. The hilltop is wrapped in cloud, snuggled in a thick duvet. It shuts out the views, but also the sounds of the beeping horns and temple chants from down in the valley. It is perfect for sitting by the fire with a good book, pretending the temperature outside is more like 10 degrees, rather than the real 25.

In the cloud cocoon, everything relaxes and slows down. Well, nearly everything. The giant squirrels seem to take it as a sign to be as active as possible. As I write this, two are crashing through the acacia trees in front of me, dashing along the branches and making dare-devil leaps from one to another, taking advantage of minimal traffic on the tree-branch-highways to play.

Isn’t that what we should all do on rainy days? Relish the feeling of being alive and the unabashed joy of splashing in puddles.

Sod the umbrella.



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