spring rain

In Digital, Inspiration, Nature

Expect to have hope rekindled. The dry seasons in life do not last. The spring rains will come again.

~Sarah Ban Breathnach

There is something about a spring rain that makes my heart still, quiet, and full of hope. Because we live in Southern California, rain often feels like a luxury. I watch other people dance in it, and sometimes have so much that they complain about it, while I sit and wait for an hour or two of it.

I was fortunate to have a free morning this week when a gracious spring rain came into town. I put a fire in the fireplace, lit some candles, made some tea, and snuggled up with a good book. It was heavenly. I soaked in every drop, drop, drop that fell on my roof and rested in its consistent calming rhythm.

It is easy to sit in wonder when surprises come to you, but I find it more difficult to find the wonder and bask in the delight of the normal and every day. I need to work a little harder at soaking in the mundane pieces of life. I want to work a little harder at soaking in the mundane pieces of life.

After a little nap, I went outside and tried to capture the gentle drops that still sat on my garden leaves. I wondered why I don’t come out here in the sun. Why do I wait for the different or what I see as special to run outside with my camera? Maybe part of my practice in finding the glorious in the mundane is to capture the glorious in the mundane with my camera.

How do you approach the pleasant surprises of life? Do you revel in the mundane? What makes you pull out your camera?


~Staci Lee


  1. Staci, these are so lovely. I also love a gentle spring rain, there is no better scenario for cozying up with a good book.

  2. i just posted something on instagram about how fleeing spring is – it’s a wake up call – literally and figuratively – to pay attention – because if you don’t you will miss it!! such beautiful images.

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