Oh - How I wish it would rain

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I never thought I would have said that, but I'll say it again - I wish it would rain. Really..

It's not because I really like rain, but more that I like the results of the rain. The freshness of the air, the greeness of the trees, the flower blossums, and the abundance of the wildlife that the rain attracts.

On the Central Oregon Coast, it is the signal for the salmon to leave the ocean and head up the rivers to create new life and to end their cycle of life. And, crabbing comes alive fed by rivers washing nutrients from the mountains toward the sea.

More importantly to me though, is that the Thought Dock will lift from the yucky muck as the water level in the lake rises with each falling drop. Although we've had some rain this past week, the Thought Dock is still resting on the yucky muck.

The water level is the lowest since we've been here, and I don't like it. It surely seems to affect the ability of the Thought Dock to funnel Wisdom to me where it is then deciphered and spun into an appropriate way before I distribute it to you. Perhaps you have noticed the reduction of information posted in recent weeks.

Most of my outdoor chores for this year have been completed. So, I'll hunker down in my shelter overlooking the waters, as it rains. That will be more often than not from now until about March. And, as the Thought Dock rises, so will the Wisdom that it provides.

So, hang on. Some one said, "If you build it, they will come!" And, the Thought Dock has been built. And you have come.
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