Rain on Green Roof
Autumn arrives with authority here in the mountains. The damp air is tinged with the smell of woodsmoke and tannin. A chill comes overnight and ends any continuing thoughts of summer. It begins a time of gentle rains that last all day. “Soaking rains” as the locals say …and “Lord, don’t we need it.” In the street the running water collects and clumps the first fallen leaves into the gutters. Car tires of those few that have ventured out, hiss on the soaked pavement; the wake of their passing imparts an odd feeling of loneliness.
One is looking up 21st Street towards Indian Gap in the Blue Ridge. Just a few blocks further on the pavement ends and the town melds into woodland. National forest actually where the steady drip of the rain on the fallen leaves plays a symphony in the stillness,
Gouache on paper
Rain on Green Roof belongs to the following groups:
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Woodie
Great rendition and narrative.
Cheer Neil
bluerabbit
Gorgeous painting! Perfect stillness.
George Link
Reminds me of my very early childhood in Milford Conn.