Today I love the coming rain that this morning of indecisive weather has in store for us eventually. I love that the wind is up and the day’s attitude is clear. I love that the sun sparks through the clouds every few minutes, peeking down on us to see what’s going on. I love that this day will be drizzling and dreary, the perfect day to get things done indoors. I love that for now I’m out on the front porch where I would be my entire life if I could only find work and a climate that allowed such an extravagant existence. I love that I am here to write, and to do a bit of music juggling for the radio show. I love that I get to do these things and I love even more that I get to do them outside sometimes while the weather gathers itself for a torrent or maybe just a sprinkle. I love that I share my yard with flowers and trees and birds of all kinds. I love that the birds are busy this morning, though much quieter than usual. I love that the wind is from the south east, because that means my porch is sheltered and there’s still a bit of a chill factor when it’s only 50°F out there.
Today I love this Thursday feeling, this five day stretch winding down and lots accomplished so far, and yet tomorrow and most of today still left to finish up the to do list for the week. I love Thursdays and the way they get right down to the heart of this Thursdayness that needs to be spread all around and used liberally on the woes and troubles of this world. I love that, as a weapon against sadness, Thursdays are laser accurate and very effective. I love that Thursdays are one of my five favorite weekdays and definitely in the top seven of all the days.
Today I love strawberry coconut steel cut oats with Scotch oats mixed in and all ground up before they were cooked with love and a big dollop of honey. I love that we don’t eat oatmeal every day, but we eat it more often than not. I love that oatmeal is good for my heart. I love how much I adore food in general and I love that food is often an adventure for me. I love that I have returned to the kitchen after a hiatus of doing no more than I needed to and sometimes less than that and am slowly starting to cook old favorites and new experiments again.
Today I love sipping coffee out on the front porch on the leeward side of the house and admiring the daffodils’ patience as they stoically wait for the rain.