Today I love the symphony of the storm, the rolling drums of thunder, the constant sighing of the strings of rain, the delicious brassy wind that plays on the emotions, and underneath it all, my own part, the calm yet constantly attentive joy that colors it all and helps to brings the night time to life when a raging bout of weather comes to visit. I love that last night was such a night. I love that I lay awake, not fussily trying to go to sleep, but rather happily letting the flashing, roaring storm tell me stories of battles and adventures it had had on its way to perform its soliloquy at my open, sheltered window. I love that I realized at one point that I was smiling at the rain and the weather and then realized it was because of memories of my youth and farm service when a storm in the night meant I could turn off my alarm clock and sleep in, for there would be no haying in the coming morning. I love that last night, while I smiled, I also regretted that there would be no haying in the morning, I miss that lean strong young man I was back then, the one who could throw hay all day long and sleep well all night long and then get up and do it all over again. I love the storms and rains and all they remind me of.
Today I love this Sunday morning with its damp wet attitude and its vague promises that time will still march by and that there are things still to find favor with in its hours and minutes. I love that breakfast was a highlight for me though I overcooked everything, still it was tasty and filled a need with good calories and vitamins and I will take that every time, poorly executed though it was by my hand. I love that this morning in bed sipping my first cup of coffee I discovered lurking in my mind the solution to an IT problem I’ve been having on my own household computer network system for data preservation, and it led me to seek out some utilities for support of this solution and as luck would have it the one that seems to be the most likely was waiting to be found, all I needed to do was look, yay!
Today I love that there are tomatoes, squash, potatoes and peppers in our garden, though not many of any of them, but still, limited success is far from failure and the other things that have failed are only failures in production, but will bear the fruit of lessons learned.
Today I love coffee in the kitchen while I think warm thoughts of the past night’s storms, wow they were some wondrous.