Twenty-four little hours
Brought the sun and the flowers
Where there used to be rain
Yesterday we dripped with moisture from the lashing rain and the sodden air when the rain occasionally ceased to pour, but as dusk arrived, the winds dropped and cloud cover slowly moved away. Looking out towards Ireland, and the mountains of Wicklow, you could see clear blue sky above the foaming Irish Sea.
But even bad weather brings its blessings, and the Earth soaked up the much needed water, quenching its thirst and giving new life to all its many dependants. This morning the sun shines, not just on us, but on the first of this years blossoms. Where two days ago there was nothing, now there is beauty.
