Today’s Forecast: 100% Rain. Gift of falling water.

The richness of the rain made me feel safe and protected; I have always considered the rain to be healing—a blanket—the comfort of a friend. Without at least some rain in any given day, or at least a cloud or two on the horizon, I feel overwhelmed by the information of sunlight and yearn for the vital, muffling gift of falling water.

~ Douglas Coupland, from “Life After God


Notes: Quote Source – Memory’s Landscape. Photo: Patty Maher

45 thoughts on “Today’s Forecast: 100% Rain. Gift of falling water.

      1. Darlene & Dave; this, my first thought was a joke, as I’ve lived in England with much rain but mostly in a non-agressive way; not as it is here with tremendous rainstorms, floodings, damage to everything – and I’ve visited Vancouver where we stated that Vancouver was like a ‘smaller Switzerland’, very green and beautiful…. (we are Swiss).

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  1. It’s funny how people who live in a rainy climate, long for it when it isn’t there. I lived in Vancouver for 25 years and never got used to all the rain. I moved to Spain where it rains about 6 times a year and usually at night when we sleep! I’m OK with that. Mr. Coupland always has a great way with words.

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  2. “Today is a day like any other: twenty-four hours, a little sunshine, a little rain. Listen, says ambition, nervously shifting her weight from one boot to another — why don’t you get going? For there I am, in the mossy shadows, under the tree. And to tell you the truth I don’t want to let go of the wrists of idleness, I don’t want to sell my life for money, I don’t even want to come in out of the rain.” ~Mary Oliver Blue Iris, Black Oaks.

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  3. As one with some experience of living in various meteological conditions, I have a special relationship with rain. When I was first in South Devon, England, I thought I hadn’t seen a blue sky for the full first two months and that all the postcards with an incredibly blue sky were down to blue filters on the photographers’ cameras! But then, things changed subtly – it was mostly in my head – the perception that it rained all the time. It was because it rained often, but only for 5-15’ and I learned to flee in a shop (mostly bookshop), and after having bought some 5 emergency brollies I stopped totally and just waited it out. And guess what; I had the best time of my life.
    Then, with a very old house back in Switzerland, I was glad over any rain we got because it meant not to have to water my plants. BUT we had wet patches in the basement, damage to the lingerie-shop which was part of the house we bought and was then going into a rental by the former owner – so ceiling panels had to be replaced, drains cleared, toilettes closed and looked after, etc.
    And to top it some more, when we bought a beautiful, but – as we found out very, very quickly – totally neglected and only cosmetically patched-up stone house in France, rain (and also the lack of it) became a major feature of our happiness or not. 7 days into moving with most of large and very heavy furniture pieces still in the basement, where they waited for a crew to shift and mount them in the upstairs rooms, we had a first taste of what rain could do to us, a serious flooding of the basement, hundreds of books in their cases spoilt, the furniture panels were carried in a desperate hurry to other rooms (I still wonder how on earth I was able to shift anything – talk about supernatural force when you need it)….. And it never stopped, it was often, too often, not enough, or far too much! Same with the heat – yesterday, when I returned from Switzerland, I measured 45°C in our SHADY, ‘cool’ veranda, both side doors open to a ‘draft’…. Nothing is normal any longer.

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  4. I can so relate to this beautiful scrap of prose. I love a little rain too. We have had enough this summer to fend off any big fires in the PNW so far, and that is such a blessing. And so is this post David. Thank you.

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