"Nothing else in the world would do but the pure water which had been summoned from the lakes far away and the sweet fields of grassy dew on early morning, lifted to the open sky, carried in laundered clusters, nine hundred miles brushed with wind, electrified with high voltage, and condensed upon cool air. This water, falling, raining, gathered yet more of the heavens in its crystals. Taking something of the east wind and the west wind and the north wind and the south, the water made rain and the rain, within this hour of rituals, would be well on its way to wine.
Douglas ran with the dipper. He plunged it deep in the rain barrel. 'Here we go!'
The water was silk in the cup; clear, faintly blue silk. It softened the lip and the throat and the heart, if drunk. This water must be carried in dipper and bucket to the cellar, there to be leavened in freshets, in mountains stream, upon the dandelion harvest." -Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury
I took photos all through 2007-09 for Project 365 to post at least one photo a day. Now that my oldest son is in the Air Force we are using this photo blog to share our adventures with him across the miles.