|This sculpture is by Lynn Waters|
In this blogpost, I am going to consider some more advanced aspects of the important Zen meditative practice: hanging out the laundry.
Aah, the purring ecstasy of getting it right and having completely dry laundry to take in when I come home from collecting the Piglet from school.
BUT, but. I know that to enjoy this moment of triumph would simply be to indulge an idle pride coming before a fall (of rain). This moment should only serve to remind me that nobody - not even professional weathercasters, can predict what the weather will do. (Well, perhaps they can in the Sahara but not in South Wales in April.) I must humbly remember that if today I have guessed it right, this was only at the expense of much staring at the sky and anxsting about whether that dark cloud would pass overhead or drift off towards
Sodom and Gomorrah Bristol.
|Only a few hours ago the Huffington Post |
uploaded this Spring shower picture in an
article about floods and the hosepipe ban.