This morning, the newspaper said that summer was coming to Vancouver next week. The gloominess would be dispelled – at last! I’ve never thought that rain was a harbinger of gloom. I rather like the rain and so do flowers…
“Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.”
The day was perfect – it was raining and there was a subtle mist coming off the ground. “I’m going out,” I said as I headed towards the door, camera in hand. “The lady with the umbrella and I have an appointment.”
The first time I saw the lady with the umbrella was when I was driving past her in a car. She was standing on the grass just off the sidewalk, her umbrella stretched out as protection. I waved and promised to come by on a rainy day.
My lady shimmered in the rain, merging quietly into the greenery. But she turned out to be Apollo, a sculpture by Bruce Voyce. I have a feeling that the umbrella is really a representation of the sun. Still, I will always think of her as my beautiful lady with the umbrella.
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”Art can instill a sense of connectivity to our environment. Sculpture can interconnect the realms of art, science, nature and humanity. Public art can act as a unified gesture of permanence. Nature gently reclaims technology; the landscape is integrated with the art, and the art with the land. With these sculptures the environment becomes a theatre, creating a world of possibilities and wonder.”
“Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.” Langston Hughes
A rainy day, a quiet garden – listen and you will hear the Rain Song. The singing was unmistakable as I took a chance detour into a garden situated next to a busy shopping area. I was alone without an umbrella! Who cares about few drops (well, actually, it was more than a few) of rain, when you are listening to music…the Rain Song.