The rain was drizzling down to nothing
as we pulled up to the farm...
this, on a day that promised nothing
but gray skies and downpours.
The sun was even making a
goodwill effort to
poke through the clouds and so,
with no guarantees,
we took a wet weather hike.
This hike was especially magical and life-full.
We saw four fresh, shiny-baptized box turtles
(two very amorous ones)
and many toads.
We had butterflies flittering around us
the whole way and
saw two large pileated woodpeckers and
heard and saw many other birds.
The trees glowed green.
As we finished the dragonfly loop trail,
the clouds returned and,
shortly thereafter,
so did the rain,
as we raced back to the dry house.
I think wet weather hikes -
just after or between storms -
may be some of the best.
There is a life that pours out of the ground
like no other times.
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