I can remember a time when the weather was just the weather.
We didn’t check in with The Weather Channel several times each day.
We didn’t need to.
Summer thunderstorms weren’t agents of mass destruction.
Our winter storms weren’t named, and we rarely broke a temperature record, summer or winter.
The weather was just…. the weather.
We had something each day, but rarely did it make the news.
Oh, I remember going to watch the badly flooded James River rip through Richmond after Hurricane Camille caused severe flooding.
It was only a tropical storm as it crossed Virginia, but our family still went down to the Nickle Bridge to watch white water on the James.
But it was such a rare event…. we didn’t worry about our cities flooding multiple times each year.
Sinkholes didn’t swallow homes and roads, and we didn’t see fresh footage of terrible tornadoes each day for weeks at a time.
Our weather is so extreme these days.
This week Alaska endured wildfires while families living around the Great Lakes had their Memorial Day picnics next to icy beaches.
Children taking a dip in the lake were actually taking a “polar plunge” into water cold enough to still be filled with chunks of ice.
Landslides from too much rain have become commonplace in many states, while other areas are grappling with crippling droughts.
There is too much suffering and loss attributed to the weather these days.
All of us in coastal areas are now paying attention to news about how quickly sea levels are rising.
And we’re watching stories on our local news about neighbors caught in urban flooding, just driving from home to work.
As a gardener, (and a human being,) I just want a nice balance.
Let there be enough rain to support our gardens.
Let the summer be mild enough that we can stand to go outside to mow the grass and pull the weeds.
Let the winters be cold, but not too cold for too long.
And please, no destructive storms.
Yes, I’m nostalgic for the days before extreme weather became the norm.
We never talked about climate change, or geo-engineering, global warming or weaponized weather when I was young.
It felt like a far simpler world back then.
I love the rain soaked garden after a summer shower; when the plants are glowing and basking in the cool, moist air.
I love raindrops clinging to leaves and petals, the freshness of the breeze, and the feeling that all is right with the world for another day.
A simple pleasure, to walk in the garden, after the rain.
May you enjoy these simple pleasures, too.
Photos by Woodland Gnome, 2014