It settled in to rain this morning, lightly for a while and then not so lightly. The rain garden filled up, and the birds all looked for somewhere to hang out where it was relatively dry.
I busied myself about the house, dusting the living room, which is always a trip since I almost invariably get delayed by something I am dusting. Today it was the rain stick, which is made of bamboo filled with seeds and river gravel from some sacred site or other (I forget where now). The maker drilled hundreds of holes in the bamboo tube and inserted a length of thin dowel in each one. The gravel and seeds fall against the dowels and the bamboo pipe resonates with the sound of falling water or rain on leaves or wind high above you on the cliff. It is a lot of fun to dust. Anyway, after spending some quality time in the living room, I applied myself to the kitchen. After a while I decided that the kitchen was sufficiently clean, and besides, the weather looked like it might be thinking about easing off on the rain for a while.
I looked at the radar. It was pretty clear that the rain wasn’t ever going to really stop, but it looked like it was going to lighten up for a while, so I decided that it was time to take Ruby on her walk. She was initially happy to be going for the customary walk, but when we got out of the truck over at the Conservation area, she changed her mind, thinking that perhaps I had gone insane: requiring her to walk around in the woods in a steady drizzle. This from the dog who throws herself with abandon into rivers and puddles on the gravel bars that are edged with ice crystals. She thought it was too wet, but since I was going to be so ridiculous, she would go along with the agenda, no matter how stupid she thought it was.
After a while, the light rain turned into medium heavy rain and we both began to get a little soaked, but we were at the farthest point back in the park at that time, so we willy nilly walked in the driving rain which thankfully was not accompanied by any wind. Eventually, the rain lightened up — just about when we got back to the point of the loop that was fairly close to where the truck was parked. Reasoning that we weren’t going to get any wetter than we already were, I went around another loop. The dog gave me a look of disgust, but followed along dutifully. Eventually she dried off enough to start getting fascinated by the rabbit tracks and mouse houses.
We walked about 2 1/2 miles today, and got back to the truck pretty damp. I had the foresight to haul along a towel with me, so I gave Ruby a rudimentary rub down and we drove home. She sat there looking oppressed the entire time, and I discovered how oppressed she had been when we got back to the carport and she descended from the truck and went off to have a mighty shaking of her fur. I was very grateful she did not do that in the cab of the truck.
After a while, the rain eased off and I took a few shots of the rain garden and the hen and chicks bed.
While I was out there getting my camera wet, I checked the rain gauge and so far we have received 1.5 inches of rain today.
Soon I will have my only massage client for the day arriving, and then we are having pizza for dinner. This time it is red sauce from the puree we put up last year, caramelized onions and pistachios.
I’ll get back to Costa Rica tomorrow. There is still more beauty to unfold. I haven’t quite finished showing you the wonders I got to witness.
The Mot mot, for instance.