Mother Nature is bestowing us with her blessings. We are having a beautiful light rain. The kind the ground can breathe in and savor. A day that allows me to slow down, sit down and cogitate.
I like rainy days, when they are not monsoons. I do the basic care of the horses, leaving the barn work for another day. It's like a small vacation day for me. We take our gratitudes where we find them. I find them in days where the horses are tucked into their stalls, happily munching the abundance of hay I treat them with while they count their blessings. They are warm and dry and well-fed. I am the one who gets wet.
Today I will do the mundane. The day-to-day tasks of a life that are harder for me to get to than they should be. The trip to the grocery store and bank. A stop at the wine store. Perhaps the little nursery in Mound. Nothing special. Not exciting, but on a day such as this it is easier and therefore appreciated for what it is worth.
Tomorrow will be dry, sunny and warm. The mosquitoes will be out in force and life will resume its' buzz, but today I will enjoy the peace, the quiet that the soft rain brings. I'll do my shopping, my everyday living without the nagging in the back of my mind that I need to be doing something else. Of course I do, but today I don't think I care.