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The Rainy Day Hang Out

By Coreyamaro

French Village Neighborhood, Corey Amaro Photography

 

With bags of groceries in the car,

I sat talking to Sacha on the phone,

while it rained.

Later after I we hung up, it continued to rain steadily giving me way to the desire to sit it out inside my car.

Using the rain as a filter I took photos while waiting cozy dry inside.

My neighborhood parking lot by the church.

The bells rang vespers.

 

My French Neighborhood

 

The trees leaves seemed to have bloomed all at once.

Two weeks ago green was nowhere to be seen. Soon the shutters will be hidden from view. The leaves glistens as if jewels.

An impromptu meditation leaning on the steering wheel altar, rain as background music, groceries scenting the air... no hurry, I was thankful I didn't have ice cream melting to worry about in the backseat. 

 

French Village Neighborhood, Corey Amaro Photography

 

If any of my neighbors happened to see me twisting and turning around and around in my car while taking photos as it rained--

I am sure they shook their heads, as they thought, "What is she doing?" Most likely they labelled me nuts.

The rain magnified the facades: A Provencal rainbow.

 

French Village Neighborhood, Corey Amaro Photography

 

Yellow,

Blue,

various shades of the two,

A speck of brown

Green.

 

My Neighborhood

 

Zinc gutters, bark, orange, red tiles.

 

My Neighborhood

 

Sitting there in the sanctuary of my car, the parking lot by the church never looked so pretty.

Rain brings miracles. Holy water. Baptism. Glistening leaves. Puddles to race through. Bird's bath. Instantly washed car. 

 

French Village Neighborhood, Corey Amaro Photography

 

French village, rain in Provence, Corey Amaro Photo

 

The yellow house on the corner pretending to be the sun. The pigeon told me the rain had stopped.

 

French village, rain in Provence, Corey Amaro Photo

 

The pink chapel that has never been opened since I have lived here.

Though I have peered through the key hole.

Empty.

 

French village, rain in Provence, Corey Amaro Photo

 

The rain stopped but the trees dripped, I walked home, carrying the groceries, while thinking about what I was going to make for dinner.

Tomorrow promises sunshine.

 

The Rainy Day Hang Out
 
The Rainy Day Hang Out
 
The Rainy Day Hang Out
 
The Rainy Day Hang Out
 
The Rainy Day Hang Out
 
The Rainy Day Hang Out
 

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