One Hundred Daffodils by Rebecca Winn

Author:Rebecca Winn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2020-03-24T00:00:00+00:00

The Rescue

A storm was building. It seemed out of the blue, but then, I don’t keep track of the weather like you might expect a landscape designer to do. So as usual, I had no idea this storm was coming until the first crack of thunder. I ran to the window, and sure enough, extremely dark, billowing clouds were blowing in fast. Something was definitely about to go down, so I hurried outside to catch the show.

I love a good storm, and it’s a good thing because we get a lot of them. When storms come in around here, they can really be something. I positioned myself in the middle of my garden so I could see all around the sky. This storm seemed to be coming in from every direction. It looked like it was going to be a doozy! I find it mesmerizing to watch storm clouds. Not so much regular clouds, but storm clouds are so pregnant, filled with uncertainty, electricity, and even possible danger. They are dark and unpredictable and sometimes rough, but after they pass, the garden is so fresh and green and clean, not just washed by the rain, but fed and truly cleansed by it.

Of course, the metaphor is not lost on me either. I have certainly learned by now that I can’t predict or stop the storms that blow into my life, but no matter their degree of difficulty, in the end, each one has brought new wisdom that is both deepening and expanding. I was actually thinking about that very thing as I watched this particular storm blow in, since I had just committed to filing for divorce days before, after years of my life hanging in suspended animation while I allowed fear, self-doubt, and inertia to hold me in a state of perpetual limbo for far too long.

A bright flash of lightning right over my head, followed almost instantly by a deafening crack of thunder, made me jump. The storm was no longer coming in; it was here. I am always a little disappointed when the first raindrops fall, because I’m never ready to go inside when there’s a storm outside. So often, I sit in the rain for as long as I can before I have to retreat, but this time it was late and I was hungry.

I went into the kitchen and made a salad as the rain really kicked in. Within minutes it went from a sprinkle to hard rain, and became a deluge in a hurry. This one was indeed a doozy, so I thought it would be fun to go outside and eat dinner on my covered porch, which is the next best thing to actually being in the storm. It was kind of crowded out there because I had a lot of plants in containers lined up waiting for an installation, but I could still get to my comfy chair, which I had already pulled back from the edge of the porch so it wouldn’t get wet.

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