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Mother Nature's Song

Never again will I allow anyone to use the phrase 'nice sunny day' in my presence without an argument. How much sunlight do you need for life? What life really needs is Water.

This winter and spring are turning out to be more blessed than any year I can remember.


At this time of year (June) the sky is supposed to be hopeless: a blue-white glare, utterly cloudless, uninteresting, and enervating. You can barely step outside in mid-day without an aluminum umbrella. But it is different this year.


 I hope it snows on the Fourth of July.

But of all the Life brought forth this spring, the best is represented by Greta, a 10-week-old golden retriever pup, who wandered by my campsite the other day.



 She was fearless around big dogs:


Let's see, how did that little jingle in Gilbert & Sullivan's Pirates of Penzance (?) go? Remember the "Three Little Maids from School?" Wasn't it...'Life is a joke that's just begun...'


It took only seconds for her to reduce me to putty in her hands.

Comments

If you were a dinosaur some 65 million years ago, you would likely enjoy a sunny day. ;-)
Ed

https://www.nationalgeographic.com/science/prehistoric-world/dinosaur-extinction/
And look what happened to them! That shows what happens to critters who like sunlight. (grin)
TomInBellaVista said…
I lived in Florida for a few years and thought that the state was misnamed being referred to as "The sunshine state." Most days that I recall were partly cloudy. We would have sunshine and then a nice fat grey cumulus would roll by just in the nick of time. Rinse and repeat. Loved the clouds. Made living there possible. That and air conditioning.
Tom, Glad you have experienced the glory of passing clouds. Sombra,santa sombra.
Ed said…
I can not write a confutation such as this one that I just happened to come upon in "Three Men In Boat" by Jerome K. Jerome that I'm now reading.

"Sunlight is the life-blood of Nature. Mother Earth looks at us with such dull, soulless eyes, when the sunlight has died away from out of her. It makes us sad to be with her then; she does not seem to know us or to care for us. She is as a widow who has lost the husband she loved, and her children touch her hand, and look up into her eyes, but gain no smile from her."
Jerome K. Jerome has clearly spent no time in the American Southwest!