I love stormy days in Australia. Rain pattering loudly on my tin roof. Winds rushing through the gum trees. Standing still under the canopy of branches, listening to the patter of water droplets as they fall from sky to leaf to forest floor.

rainy moss

It’s so good to be home. Cozy in the big, green armchair, creamy coffee sweetened with real maple syrup, time to rest and think and just be.

rain drops

It’s a thoughtful sort of day. A day for naps and reading and gentle strolls in the rain. For penning handwritten letters and slow-roasting tomatoes. For making soup.

I juiced oranges this morning and put the peels in my crockpot and covered them with water. They’re simmering now, filling my little house with citrusy goodness.

I’m lingering on Pinterest today. Losing myself in glorious images. Letting go of niggling anxieties and fears as I’m reminded of how much beauty and goodness there is in this oft-frightening world.

I feel my little griefs ebbing, replaced by gratefulness.

rain on pine branches

Gratefulness for:

A big feather comforter that keeps me so cozy at night.

An “anything you can fit in this bag for $3” special in the produce department at the grocery store. I filled one with cherries, peaches, nectarines, grapes, fresh dill and watercress. I can’t help smiling when I think of it.

Friends who love me just the way I am. No strings attached. No efforts to mold me into what they think is best.

A real hand-written letter in the mail. And a package wrapped in brown paper all the way from Germany.

Finding more dark chocolate when I thought it was all gone.

A whole stack of new British murder mysteries from the library.

Rainy Australia

Funny how a little gratefulness cheers a body right up. πŸ™‚ Now I think I’ll don my wellies and go for a trek in the storm. It’s a lovely storm.

Australia wellies

What is cheering your heart today? xo