Words in the wind

We hear of a heat wave in the USA, while here in Berlin, Germany a cold, rainy July spits puddles around usually dusty street corners.
This morning I peered through a silver curtain of rain and saw the rocking chair in the garden moving in a serene rythm. The wind was sitting in it comfortably, telling stories to the sunflowers which were bent attentively over it by the weight of the rain. Maybe it was spinning a yarn about the winter they will never see.
The scene reminded me that often it is the silent, wordless stories that are worth listening to.



  1. This is such a beautiful post. I love the idea of the wind telling stories to the sunflowers. And it was nice to spend a brief moment in a part of the world that isn’t experiencing the heat we’re contending with here in the U.S. Thank you. 🙂

  2. What a gorgeous post and a lovely picture to match. You have a wonderful way with words. Cheers from the hot, humid and sweaty USA 🙂

  3. Lovely lovely post and picture. Your blog is delightful!

  4. Sometimes the wordless stories brings about the best ending, change and impact in our lives. Sometimes a few words is all it takes to touch the heart of another person. Thanks for helping us make beautiful dreams.

  5. I confess I am getting quite fed up with rain. Today nightfall seemed to start shortly before sunrise, no light at all, and no sound but the soft steady rustle of rain. Even sunflowers simply look better in more light.

  6. You write beautiful. Thanks for the comments on my sunflower pictures. I do love taking their picture!

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