As the rain tumbles down I find myself comforted by a fire and the blankets nearby. Everything outside looks fresh again, water drips off leaves, the creeks flow, the dam is full. Time for a well-earned rest from the world.
The trees surrounding the house stand like sentinels and as a friend said recently, “they’re like tall slender guardians”, providing a sense of protection, ever present, swaying or standing tall and still. Today is a day to curl up, forget tomorrow and stare into the burning logs in the fireplace. While doing so I sit and read aloud the words of American writer and poet, Max Ehrmann. So appropriate on a day like this.
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence…
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Strive to be happy…
Read Desiderata, here.