Pleasure comes from disturbing sources.
She never felt scared. Lightning flashing, thunder booming, hail doing a frantic tap dance on the roof. “Thunderstorms are our friends,” thought Sarah. Dark clouds finally ended their downpour.
Daddy taught us the rain brings life. Our small home farm produced enough vegetables for every meal. Good soil with the right nutrients, the secret to healthy plants with happy yields.
He made it fun. Add just enough nitrogen. We constantly made organic compost and provided a drink of water early in the morning and just before sundown. You have to get your watering right in Florida. The heat and humidity can kill your plants fast without the right amount of drink.
We performed a rain dance every morning during droughts. My sister and I giggled until we rolled on the ground. The funny ceremonies before school bring fond memories.
This year the crops are bringing forth abundantly. I know the fertilizer mix is just right. Too bad Dad and Sis aren’t here to see.
