Morning everyone
I am grabbing a little quality me time alone with my thoughts and by myself downstairs whilst the rest of the household sleeps. I crept downstairs and have made myself a mug of hot tea (I haven't put sugar in as am retraining myself not to take as much sugar as I used to) and am just listening to the silence of the house and just being still within its frame. A very civilised and peaceful way of coming too, not only for my physical frame but for my rambling thoughts and plans and dreams. It is peaceful and balm for a weary soul.
It is raining, the gentle pitter patter plop splosh of rain beating repetitively against the windows and the pavement, equally very soothing and very annoying as well. Since I was a child I have hated rainy days. Rainy days were when I used to stare out the window yearning to be out in the fresh air. Nose pressed up to the window pane (we had leaded lights in the cottage I lived in as a child) staring longingly. I hated being cooped up, still do really But these days are gentle days, days for reflection and taking stock of what we have and where we are going. A day for introspection.
We do need the rain (the soil is very dry here again - but I watered up my herb bed yesterday and gave them a dose of nettle feed). But why does it have to rain when I am at home and had lots planned to do. Oh well nothing drastically lost, just me trying to make as much of the time I have at home to get things done as usual. Will just have to put into effect plan B. There's always a plan B somewhere lurking just below the surface, trouble is it hasn't manifested itself yet - it will do.
Hope your wake up to the brand new day has been as peaceful as mine.
Catch you later.
Pattypan
xx
It is raining, the gentle pitter patter plop splosh of rain beating repetitively against the windows and the pavement, equally very soothing and very annoying as well. Since I was a child I have hated rainy days. Rainy days were when I used to stare out the window yearning to be out in the fresh air. Nose pressed up to the window pane (we had leaded lights in the cottage I lived in as a child) staring longingly. I hated being cooped up, still do really But these days are gentle days, days for reflection and taking stock of what we have and where we are going. A day for introspection.
We do need the rain (the soil is very dry here again - but I watered up my herb bed yesterday and gave them a dose of nettle feed). But why does it have to rain when I am at home and had lots planned to do. Oh well nothing drastically lost, just me trying to make as much of the time I have at home to get things done as usual. Will just have to put into effect plan B. There's always a plan B somewhere lurking just below the surface, trouble is it hasn't manifested itself yet - it will do.
Hope your wake up to the brand new day has been as peaceful as mine.
Catch you later.
Pattypan
xx
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