Rainy Day Mornings

Generally I’m not a rainy day person, but yesterday morning was like a moist warm blanket wrapped around me. I woke up with a little ditty in my head about rainy day mornings, but then I realized it was probably Gordon Lightfoot’s “Rainy Day People” instead. As I ventured out to fill the bird feeders, I could almost hear the ground sucking in the moisture like a straw, and I swear earthworms were down there, dancing for joy, wiggling their little bodies to the beat of the raindrops.

It's amazing how a change in the weather (up, down, wet, dry) can change our mood so quickly. After so many +90 days, a day in the 60's had me gazing at the sky, sure a snowflake or two would fall at any moment. I put my list of chores on the afternoon "powerplay", and snuggled under a blanket with the doggies for a bit. It wasn't just my reaction to the weather, either. A former co-worker txt'd me that it felt like a "Moongate" day - our favorite Asian delivery restaurant on blustery days at the office.

Autumn is not only on the horizon - it is flying in the wind, clinging to the leaves on the trees and resting on our skin. Turtlenecks and corduroys will soon replace capris and tank tops in the closet. Another year is edging to a close. It's been a busy one, to be sure, with lots of memories to treasure. But that doesn't mean I'm not excited to see what's in store on the flip-side of the calendar!