Rain and the Stories of Water
The rain comes as they predicted: heavy at times and persistent throughout the night and into the morning. Bad night for the driveway! The trails run like waterways, the ditches like creeks, water rushing down, down, gathering in the ravine and rushing on to Dry Creek and Napa River. If water is as sentient as they say, what stories does it carry to the River, the Bay, the Pacific? Is it happy? Relieved to be moving, skipping over rocks, carving the earth as it goes? Or is it furious at being contaminated not only with endocrine disruptors (Roundup!) which endanger wildlife dependent on it, but also the various other chemicals we do not even know we are disposing?
Still, water chortles in the gutters, pounding the roof for emphasis, and babbles along the driveway. What are the words? How might we learn?
It’s a barn kind of day for goats!