Raindrops hang from the buds of a birch tree on Friday morning.
The rain on the roof sounded good early Friday morning. You could argue that we’ve had enough rain and snow and cool weather lately, but, as they say, it is what it is.
I was talking to some older gentlemen down at the car-repair shop this morning, and, of course, the rain was a main topic. "We can use it," one of the men said. And I agreed. Lake Superior is still low. Rain will help bring water levels up, which makes it easier for vessels to carry larger loads. That’s good. And the rain will help deteriorate the ice on lakes from here north, hastening ice-out, which we hope will occur in time for the Minnesota fishing opener on May 10.
So, yes, we can use it.
Later, I found myself thinking about they way we tend to regard rain purely in terms of whether us humans deem it valuable or not. We could, instead, just accept it without any judgment. It’s just raining today. That’s all. Maybe that’s a little existential, but that’s what I was thinking about when I took the photograph of the unfurling birch buds above. Those buds don’t assign value to rain or sun or wind or snow. They just take in the rain as it comes. I like the objectivity of birch buds.
But I wish my back yard wasn’t quite so soggy in places.