Autumn Rain
Posted: Saturday, September 27, 2008
by Dianne Lehmann
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Inspiration strikes and sizzles like water on a hot skillet. Words form freely and pour forth upon the page like a torrent of refreshing summer rain. Cooling, soothing and oh so welcome after the days heat. The promise of more to come is like the lightning and the thunder, one faithfully following the other.
Would that it were always so. Truth is, inspiration strikes me far less frequently than the lightning has struck this day in early autumn. And the words do not always pour forth. Rather they come with coaxing, like a shy animal, afraid for too much attention. Become too insistent, too demanding and they flee for safer territory. Wary, wondering, worrying. Whispering, "What does she want? What does she want?"
Autumn. Fall. That time between summer's fiery immediacy and winter's quiet contemplation. My most favorite season. And the rain todayindescribable now. The moment lost. The feeling fled was one of sadness and joy mixed. Looking out at the world, wet and fresh and cool, I felt whole. Black and white, good and bad. The hummingbirds fly even in the rain when other birds sit patiently in the trees waiting for the downpour to end. Eternally hungry hummingbirds. Satisfying their needs no matter what. Tisking, always tisking, as if to say, "We don't approve, we don't approve."
The rain has ended and the breeze is cool and fresh with the smells of plants and light and life. The small things come forth again. A tiny lizard does push-ups on the walkway. The robins cock their heads first one way then the other listening for worms that have come up near the surface of the earth to grasp at the little bit of moisture. The worms do not think, "Eat me," but that is what happens. The robins, lightning swift, poke their beaks into the moist earth to grab the prize. Easy dinner.
This brief autumn rain is a crisp counterpoint to the dull heat, a leftover of summer that is soon gone. Before I know it, it will be all winter clothes and flannel sheets once more. But now, it is the in-between-time. The time when anything is possible and all things happen. When I feel as if I could fly. When the leaves fall and the trees' bare bones and stark beauty are revealed. When the sunflowers give forth their bounty and the last of summer's flowers start to wane. When the taking in begins, and the settling down. Just before the long sleepy time that is winter. Perfect. I wish that fall would never end
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Top-level comments on this article: (7 total)Wow Dianne-you certainly were inspired by the down pour. This was beautiful--it had my mind racing in many directions. I love fall as well, the crisp cool mornings with sunrise that blows my mind everytime I see it and the beauty of white puffy clouds lining the sky. Thanks for a relaxing read. It was poetry. God bless ! TeresaHi Teresa.Thanks for the praise. I was very moved and just had to get it out. Today is shaping up to be another beautiful autumn day.Dianne
hi dianne,this was a wonderfully written article, with a lift. the words fit perfectly, and stood out with passion. great job.my best to you,sueHi Sue.I'm not entirely sure where it all came from, but I am glad that it did and that you enjoyed it.Thanks,Dianne
Hi Dianne. You say you wish Fall would never end and I wish this article would never end -- your words brought alive all of my senses and your descriptions was that of a Disney movie -- great piece - thanks and Autumn is my favorite season as well only we don't get much of it here in Charleston...Hi Judi.Thank you for reading. Fall is short here, too. It's probably our shortest season at 5,000 feet in central Arizona. It's funny too. Almost as if Mother Nature flips the switch on the first day of autumn and the weather gets cooler and crisper over night. But then she gets impatient for winter and just can't wait and about a month later, flips that switch again. We occasionally get snow in the middle of October!Glad you enjoyed it,Dianne
Dianne, I agree with Teresa: it is poetry, and a "relaxing read" as well. You write very well. Stay inspired even when it's not autumn or fall. Keep typing it up and pasting it here. ~mogama~Hi Mogama.Thank you. As I said in another response, I'm not really sure where this one came from. But I will see if I can find that spot and tap into it a little more often. But really, I think that the moment was just perfect and everything fell into place according to some divine plan. Isn't life wonderful!Dianne
Beautifully well written, Dianne. I loved this peice. I love the autumn. We have so many beautiful colors down our country lane at this time of year--although, the turns haven't started turning as early this year. We had so much rain all summer that everything has been green longer than usual.Thanks for the wonderful article.SandraHi Sandra.Thank you for reading it. Rain is good and the colors will change eventually. I spent a large part of the day outside painting trim on the house. But any reason to be out of doors this time of year is welcome. I love it!Thanks again,Dianne
Bravo! Bravo! I was swept away into the fantasy world of your inspirational piece. I loved it. Those moments of inspiration are just like the weather you described. 10 STARS for you Dianne!Hi Mark.Thank you so much. Actually, I think there are many such moments in the day but we are usually too busy to notice them.Thanks again and all my best,Dianne
I did say 10 STARS!Hi again, Mark.I did notice you said 10 stars! Made me laugh. Thanks.Dianne
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