You're one of the premier essayists on Substack- this one is a good example. Out here on the coast it's been a long, long time since we've had any relief from drought I reproduce rain in my backyard with a fan attachment to my garden hose and the hummingbirds have flown through my artificial rain, taking drinks. I shower the apple tree and the chickadees take baths and drinks in the upturned cupped leaves. As Tinariwen days, "water is life."
As someone who lives in a place, Seattle, well known for its wetness, we have had the opposite weather pattern. We are about 7 inches below normal. So it was nice to read of the rain again and be reminded of its beauty, complexity, and centrality to life.
I have loved this rainy summer in Maine, am still loving it as I watch thr fog and drizzle today. Thank you, Jason, for a deep dive into the reasons why.
Here in Vermont, it seems the rain has been falling all summer and the few sunny days were rare magic. I had just emailed a friend as another downpour syncopates the metal roof of my screen porch: too much rain, too many earwigs, too short a summer. And then I fell on your piece and soggy and annoyed as I am, I rejiggered just a little. Thanks. https://terryjallen.substack.com/
I woke up early due to the rain, and this piece was my companion. I've always associated rain with reading and writing. When it rains, it feels like a moment for reflection. I love how you describe it as breathing. What gorgeous language.
You're one of the premier essayists on Substack- this one is a good example. Out here on the coast it's been a long, long time since we've had any relief from drought I reproduce rain in my backyard with a fan attachment to my garden hose and the hummingbirds have flown through my artificial rain, taking drinks. I shower the apple tree and the chickadees take baths and drinks in the upturned cupped leaves. As Tinariwen days, "water is life."
Well, before I got to the end of this dispatch, I kept saying to myself: “This is an early outline or the beginnings of Jason’s book proposal.”
Jason, thank you for this enjoyable read.
This one not so much:
https://wapo.st/44huRvW
As someone who lives in a place, Seattle, well known for its wetness, we have had the opposite weather pattern. We are about 7 inches below normal. So it was nice to read of the rain again and be reminded of its beauty, complexity, and centrality to life.
I have loved this rainy summer in Maine, am still loving it as I watch thr fog and drizzle today. Thank you, Jason, for a deep dive into the reasons why.
This essay is spectacular, Jason--one for the ages. Thank you for helping all of us feel the world differently.
Here in Vermont, it seems the rain has been falling all summer and the few sunny days were rare magic. I had just emailed a friend as another downpour syncopates the metal roof of my screen porch: too much rain, too many earwigs, too short a summer. And then I fell on your piece and soggy and annoyed as I am, I rejiggered just a little. Thanks. https://terryjallen.substack.com/
I woke up early due to the rain, and this piece was my companion. I've always associated rain with reading and writing. When it rains, it feels like a moment for reflection. I love how you describe it as breathing. What gorgeous language.