I’ve been working at home on mundane projects for several days, scarcely leaving the house except to walk the dog. My husband and daughters are away. When I felt in need of a little romantic moment, I had to turn to the world of the imagination.
I had never seen this quote from Langston Hughes before, but it fits the photo perfectly, don’t you think?
“Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.”
Those words have even more resonance in Northern California, where rain has been very scarce for three years now. The weather report keeps promising rain, but somehow it never comes.
