I fell asleep to the sound of rain on the roof, and woke to the same glorious sound. Tropical cyclones are wreaking havoc not far from us, but on our farm it’s just good, steady, soak-deep-into-the-ground rain, and we are thrilled. Our water tanks are filling, our pastures, gardens, and orchards are getting a good drenching, and the air is so fresh and clean with all the dust and smoke washed away.
On such a morning I couldn’t stay in the house. I had to be part of this wondrous weather. So I layered on flannels, pulled on my new purple Ugg boot slippers, and went out to the veranda. My chair is just out of reach of the rain, close enough to feel the occasional spray on my face, but far enough away to keep me warm and dry.
I love it out there, no computers or television or telephone, just me in a comfy chair, wind blowing, rain falling, blissful quiet and time to rest and be.
Bear made me a cuppa, strong Earl Grey tea with milk and real maple syrup, and shook his head in amusement at my Canadian love of wild weather and fresh air, happily returning to the warmth of the house.
It’s definitely a hot bowl of chili sort of day. I’m making a white bean chicken chili, studded with the very last of the mild green chilies a dear friend sent me from America. I’m going to savor every last morsel. 🙂
Now it’s time to get back to work. There are articles to write and spoons to wood-burn with breaks for “Poirot” and more cups of tea.
What is your favorite way to spend a rainy day? xo