Today I love the tin can rattle of rain in the down pipes and the tapping of big drops on roofs and sidewalks and streets and car tops. I love wet weather that sends me scurrying for a pullover or a sweater or a jumper or whatever you might call it. I love the cool of the light breeze that is blowing on my face right now, the fresh feel of it on my forehead, the clean sweet taste of it as I breathe it in. I love the subtle silver landscape of a clouded sky and the way it changes constantly, slipping by. I love days like this because they let me relax and quietly appreciate what surrounds me, weather, people, life, world, universe, all of it. I love these never ending days of wonder that go on forever … so far. I love considering that the rain might well make me feel safe because my ancestors so many hundreds of generations ago would know that there might be fewer things hunting them in the rain, so I love that I feel safe and comfortable when it rains. I love the way the world just seems to drink the weather in no matter what the weather. I love that there are smart people out there who understand that weather is not climate, and I will love when those smart people are in control of how we treat our world. I love that I have hope that that time will not come too late.
Today I love that we are maybe going for lunch with a big bunch of friends if they can decide where we are going and when. I love that we are going to the cottage tonight and we might play two person Mahjong or watch an old movie or read or talk. I love kayaking and I’m hoping to go for a little paddle later today or maybe tomorrow. I love that I have so many plans and all of them are good plans and so no matter how much I end up getting to do, everything I do will be good in some way.
Today I love good books and jokes about reading. I love good friends and the stories that they tell when they get a chance to talk when I’m around. I love that many of my friends know that I know that I talk way more than I should. I love that there are times when I get my fill of talking too much by writing and I hope that all my friends have experienced that at one time or another and I also hope they get to experience that again some time.
Today I love drinking coffee out on the front porch and writing while the silver cloudscape drifts by in the rain.