Today I love wishes coming true. I love this beautiful rain falling gently on the yard and the street and the city. I love the grey of this day, the light that filters through in it’s moody pewter hue, the richness of all the colors of everything in this subdued lighting with the added gloss of being wet. I love that we need this rain so badly because that means that even though we’ll be stuck inside the cottage we all know how important it is right now so playing mahjong and scrabble will be far more tolerable even though they were already fun to play. I love that when we get to the cottage I may grab some tools and scurry down to the bunkie and do some renovations down there while the rain rattles on the roof. I love that I’m thinking of turning the bunkie into a studio but wanting it to stay as a bunkie so everything I plan for it has to either be dual purpose or at least not something that removes the bunkie’s ability to be one of those two things. I love that it is also works well as a change room right now, that’s pretty cool.
Today I love good old market bacon and bread with my breakfast. I love that even though we’re buying eggs in the grocery store these days, we remember the people from Hill Farms fondly and wish them well in the absence of their husband/father. I love how many new friends I have each year, and how my life flows on with each day changing subtly enough that I don’t notice the change until I gather a few of them into a week or a month or a year and then, “Bam!” the change is there. I love that the changes aren’t just that I’m getting older, that they include getting stronger in some ways and learning new things, always learning, learningÂ about myself and others and the world around us.
Today I love pool parties. I love barbecues. I love long, gentle drives through the evening with the road rising up to meet me as I rumble through the countryside. I love the raindrops on the Lady’s Mantle because that plant wears them like pearls, holding them in their spherical shape and displaying them like they were broken off a string and scattered on their leaves and then fixed in place.
Today I love drinking coffee while the welcome gift of wished for rain teams quietly down.