I know that I am like the rain / There but for the grace of you

[rustydog]

I drove a long way today, much of the time through torrential rain. When it wasn't pouring, though, I could see that the roadsides are full of asters, Canada goldenrod, a few wild sunflowers, and the last of the gaura, and the riverbottom fields and the road edges are covered in bitterweed. The sky was volatile all day, clearing off in the evening

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[certainthings]

I do love those pictures, Rusty Girl. Especially the second one.

[rustydog]

Ooh and I just read your post with the neat quote about the mirror and reflections. We kind of match! :) (And thank you.)

[certainthings]

I like matching with you. That sounds a bit odd. But it's still true.

[astrablue]

Wow, you took these while driving? Go you! Also, great pictures.

P.S. I love that poem, so much that I originally had the Mary Oliver poem in my wallpaper (thank you for that recommendation), but now I think I'll have to replace it with this one. I forgot how much I tend to love Maya Angelou.

[rustydog]

you took these while driving?

I did. Thank you! It's, um, probably not advisable. But sometimes I can't restrain myself. I love clouds so. And in that first picture I just loved the way you could see, in the rear car window, the reflection of a reflection of clouds, and that one was actually the clearest.

I'm glad you like the poem! One thing I like about Maya Angelou is that - partly due to Bill Clinton being such a big fan - I've heard her read her poetry aloud often in my lifetime, so when I read her poems I can hear them in her voice and rhythm.