Goldenrod After Rainfall

Mount Greylock, Massachusetts, U.S.A.

wringing out 
a rain-soaked t-shirt, 
my son smiles 

Copyright 2022 Brenda Davis Harsham

Notes: The rain was more than a cloudburst, it was a waterfall. Inside our hiking shoes, even our socks were soaked. Afterwards, the colors of flowers and trees were brighter, and even the pavement was shiny and dotted with rainbows. Have you ever been hiking in a real storm? This was a first for me. It was magical. And cold.

9 thoughts on “Goldenrod After Rainfall

  1. 💜 Yup, in my shorts and t-shirt EveryOne; if it wasn’t illegal I would “hike” nude in the rain EveryBody

    nisi mortuus nec neque nolite vicit 🤭🤫🤐

    …💛💚💙…

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    • I’m not a fan either, but somehow this storm felt like a benediction. The drops were so large, like the ones that come off trees in a rain. Being at the top of the highest mountain in the state during a cloudburst was a revelation. There are so many moments still to be discovered that are like and unlike all the others.

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