Ode to Summer Rain: The Fragrance of Green


Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth;
without rain, there would be no life.

~ John Updike

Rain, Glorious Rain

It’s the end of a gloriously rainy week and I’ve been out walking in the rain. I’ve been waiting for this—the lovely June rains have finally come, slowly seeping into the earth, splashing huge buckets of green all over my world. We’ve had a sublime week of on-and-off-again rain—what I call a perfect, nurturing rain—that beautiful, quenching, gentle kind of life-giving rain that soaks slowly and deeply into the receptive earth. At intervals, the sun came splashing through to highlight the beauty of it all.

The rain has a miraculous effect: it comes down colourless but saturates the landscape with intense colour as it washes over everything. I am reminded once again of nature’s infinite colour palette, countless shades of green, with pinks, lavenders and whites dabbed onto trees and shrubs as if painted by an unseen hand.

Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.
~ Roger Miller

I love these early summer walks in the rain. The world takes on a shimmering, luminescent, almost surreal quality. Glistening crystal tear-drops cling to every leaf tip and flower petal. Tree boughs on opposite sides of the walk, weighed down by a thousand silvery droplets, bend and bow as I walk beneath. They meet in the centre, forming a perfect arch—kissing above my head. It’s so romantic—they can only embrace like this in the rain. I walk exultant—there is so much beauty to take in.

And, oh, the fragrance of the air is intoxicating—the lingering scent of lilac overlaps with the sweet floral scents of wild rose and honeysuckle, the earthy smell of rich black soil, and the refreshing, clean scent of green. I simply can’t get enough and I find myself unconsciously breathing deeply, filling my lungs to capacity.



Let the rain kiss you.
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

~ Langston Hughes

I come in from the rain, euphoric. It’s been a rather late, dry spring here and I’ve been waiting for the June rains. Their arrival feels sweeter than ever.

Image Credits:

All photographs by madlyinlovewithlife; © 2014 madlyinlovewithlife


7 thoughts on “Ode to Summer Rain: The Fragrance of Green

  1. Hello Jeannie, and good morning from Tokyo :)
    Oh what a(nother) beautiful entry with amazing photos! I love the first one especially, to see the droplets on the blades of grass. It’s also the rainy season here, and while it can get dreary at times, there is something peaceful about walking in the rain. And there is the explosion of green to look forward to as well!

    • And a Happy Good Morning to you, Takami! Thank you so much for your lovely comment. I agree that many days of rain can feel dreary, but a good attitude helps to mitigate that. Prolonged rain doesn’t happen that often here (Calgary is the sunniest city in Canada), but when it does, I think all one can do is do one’s best to maintain a sunny attitude. And, my friend, it’s clear you have a very bright inner light, as it shines from Japan all the way to Calgary. Thank you again for your kind words. :))

  2. I am waiting for more sun and heat… enough rain for us here in winter, although I missed some of it while I was in Asia during the month of February. Your pics are great, Jeannie.

  3. Wonderful shots and words Jeannie..We too have had a late and dry spring..We finally got a good rain last weekend and it is amazing how fast every thing has greened up..Have a great remainder of the week and hopefully the rains will keep coming :)

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