beating down on my little red&white striped alluminum awning. i'm wrapped up in a sweater. happy as a clam. sitting right by the window. typing this missive to you. looking outside. with the window open. and i don't care how cool it gets because this is the first rain of the season and i feel drunk.
oh hi! how are you?
happy i hope. enjoying autumn pleasures in your small corner of the world.
i've been busy with my daytime cat herding and nighttime Ticket to Venice activities. i really want this class to be special. and i'm working hard to make that happen.
that means i'm blogging less. plotting more.
but this rain is so marvelous i had to quit what i was doing and snap a few photos and just sit awhile HERE. breathing in this rain. i can smell the trees, the sages, the vines. rich barky green smells drifting inside.
mmmmm the world is so alive. conscious.
i think i can hear the leaves and roots sighing as they take in all this water.
small ordinary pleasures.
as soon as i got home this afternoon i sank into my couch and stared outside the window. wishing this weather would last. but it won't. it's too early in the season. saturday we'll be back to 88 blazing degrees of sunshine. blech.
someone will be happy about that.
but for now...it is wet and i am beaming.
as far as books go... i am reading this. fabulous so far. thanks susan from kent ohio! you hit the nail on the head when you thought this was something i would like. clever funny unusual mysterious. all of that. so good!