#Harsh #Nature meets #Nurture in Austin today.
Guess what parents do?
Form a long pick up line to get the young’uns.
My hypothesis: There is no end to humanity. Why? Humanity will continue to thrive because it has gotten so good at caring for its young over eons.
I lost track of which day of rain it is in Austin. It is probably the wettest April in Austin ever.
Austin is soaked in rain in the last few days.
Today morning, as I was getting the boys ready for school, the sun peaked out from the east. The sun’s rays went through the water drops on the trees making them glisten. As though that scene alone was not beautiful enough, the sun rays caught the water as they were dripping down …making it look like golden droplets were dripping from the sky.
I tried to click several pictures. But, not one of them does justice to the sheer beauty of what I saw today morning.
My fascination with how nature plays out in everyday life will never end.
Austin’s greenery is soaked in beauty today.
Sometimes we should express our gratitude for the small and simple things like the scent of the rain, the taste of your favorite food, or the sound of a loved one’s voice. – Joseph B. Wirthlin
Ari is trying to the catch the raindrops on his nose or tongue.
My brain is trying to say to him – “STOP. You are going to get sick if you stand in the rain.”
My heart is trying to say to my brain – “STOP. These are the little pleasures of growing up. Let him be.”
And, the brain vs the heart battle continues.
Today, the heart won. Just for a few minutes.
And, then my brain proceeded to take over, walk him inside and dry him.
Flash floods, high winds, pouring rain…all that and more in Austin.
The only thing Austin is missing is Amitabh+Moushami walking around and Lata Ji singing Rim Jhim Gire Sawan in the background.
I am waiting for my very own Amitabh to show up (after a week long work trip and battling delayed/cancelled flights) today evening and share a cup of hot chai with me.
I grew up in Chennai (called Madras a few years ago) in South India for the first 18 years of my life. I then lived in Trichy (also in South India) for the next 4 years of my life. The weather was like this – hot, hotter, hottest. Hot summers lasted a long time. Monsoons would bring some rain. But, not a lot.
That rarity in the rain might explain my current love affair with rain.
There is something about the rain….how it makes us feel…the sounds, the smells, the sights. Does it not?
Austin is soaked in sheer beauty today. Lightning, thunder, pouring rain.
My heart is soaked.