Sweet refreshing rain.

For years I have been aware that birds of all varieties gather to roost all facing the same way as a front passes. A weather front usually means rain but I did not suppose that birds (which are infinitely mobile and caress the airflow with no thought or fear of rain) concern themselves with water, much.

I imagined that they were looking for signs of insects swarming, for occasionally you can see them swooping and diving to catch them on the wing. But insects don’t swarm more than once or twice a year, so that flocks of birds would have little time to bother waiting for the feast. I just put it down to an imponderable. Until today.

Today marks the end of a very long season of satanic abuse of the weather. I imagined that the servers knocked out of commission for the Deep State of the USA, Canada and GCHQ even New Zealand and maybe Australia and all involved except for possibly China.

The weather it seems is returning to normal. And it has been raining, not the hard heavy rain we sometimes get this time of year with flash floods but a sweet gentle rain that reminded me more or less of the volcanic activities that we have been enduring from the ffernals. But not quite the same.

I usually suffer quite badly during a volcanic eruption but today I was able to walk with pleasure in the falling rain that god sends. I had some stiffness obviously but I knew something had changed dramagically. And I was happy about it.

It seems to be over. I hope so. Now all that appears to be left are the fights from the disgruntled. As violence breaks out across the earth. I have no doubt that the power running things are arranging reprisals for the violent.

Today I took another look at things. The worms were out of the ground. Normally this occurs with heavy dew at night, when night-crawlers come half way out of their holes to search for detritus, leaf debris and the like fungal softened stuff.

In heavy rains they are washed out of their burrows to drown in the plenty, which tends to remain available to the birds. But this, in flash floods is fleeting too.

In today’s rain it was a prolonged set of showers designed to keep the worms fresh and mobile but available to forest dwellers. The sort of stuff that makes coal rich countries verdant.

I thank god for this. An apologise for the poor state of our environment over the last few centuries. Pardon our sins please. And help us get better from or illness.

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