After the Rain…

When l worked full-time, I didn’t noticed the morning raindrops in sunlight after the skies had cleared–almost sounds poetic. My focus was on getting to the job via a car. The wipers took care of the wet residue. But those days are gone and, they are not missed. After yesterday’s downpour I took a brief inventory, as shown above.

Ok, this is a “stop and smell the roses” moment. But simply taking photos rather than turning on windshield wipers isn’t the moment in question. While taking notice is part of the equation, the circle isn’t complete unless thoughts and actions make it so. About one of the best events of yesterday is that this wild rabbit still trusts us–for over a month it’s been eating the kenilworth ivy we leave on a stump in the front yard–two clumps per day. “Kindness” starts at home.

We recently received a ” Kind” bumper sticker from the mail order spice company, Penzeys. Bill Penzey, the namesake CEO, has publicly called Trump a racist. I agree with that moniker. Trump is clearly not kind, but is it kind to call him a racist? Is it kind to the world to limit kindness to the front yard? NO. History has shown that not speaking out against racists has empowered the few to lead the many into acts of horror.

So much for a few raindrops…

Published by 67steffen

My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.

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