Rains
I took these photos in Mali last month on the day that the sudden flooding in West Africa started (remember when those dams broke in Burkina Faso?) 7 people died in northern Mali alone. I had this post prepared last week, but I’ve been so sick that I couldn’t bring myself to write the words. I felt a flu coming on in Montreal last weekend, but it took getting caught in the rain with Emily last Tuesday to solidify the deal. (While riding your bike up the hill from Parkdale isn’t fun on a sunny day, it was hellish in the cold, wet, dark.) I’ve been feverishly (literally) thinking about the rain. Thinking about what I saw in Mali, thinking about how it has recently devastated so many countries in every corner of the world. The thought that’s on my mind… how can something that is so life giving also be so cruel?
