Oh Rainy Day

My day started like most others

I resisted my alarm for a little bit but actually hit snooze this time

I never have before. I cant bear the guilt

After what seemed like 5 seconds the annoying tune (but least annoying tune on option) rang out again

I didn't dare shoosh it twice!

I laid for a bit longer, probably with a nasty scowl on my face, cursing the dark, cold morning for arriving an hour or so before I was ready

Up I get, flicking on the kettle as I wrap myself up snug in my moss green robe. Mess of hair, socks and scowl all that is visible as I tromp from room to room, opening all the curtains to invite inside what daylight there was

Making my honeycomb hot chocolate involved a mishap

A few un~bloggable words rolled too easily through my mind and my scowl got even deeper

Everyone knows the saying about spilled milk

I didn't cry about it but I'd be lying if I said it didn't shh me off!

Moving forward and trying not to be a sourpuss (I can sometimes be Miss Brightside), I wondered if this spill somehow held some knowledge about what my future had is store for me, like tea leaves in the bottom of a cup..

What can you see?

Any prophecies??

All I can see is the Flintstones pet, Dino!

Or maybe from a different angle it looks like Scratt from Ice Age.. see it? The bubble is his eye and he is sniffing out my hot choc!

But sooking aside, I got myself and my 3 stooges ready for work/school, and it turned out to be a not~so~bad day

Just after I finished work a big front blew over and dropped quite a bit of rain on us

Great for the farmers

Great for my garden

Great for the weeds which I will have to tend to over the weekend

I love this little raindrop falling into the wagon

More drops

Lots of drops!

I do love the rain *swoon*

It washes away, well.. everything!

I think it is soul cleansing

All the negativity being stripped off, cleaned down, washed away..

Those yucky feelings you get from a certain yucky someone all disappear when I can watch the clouds roll in and the droplets start to fall

Its metaphoric and literal!

Big drops resting on one of my cabbage heads

And teeny ones on the broccoli babies

Balancing on the clothesline like little stars

Until my high messy bun gets stuck in the line as I walk underneath and end up wearing most of it!

I crave a storm

I need thunder and a bit of lightning

I love to sit in a safe place and watch the sky light up purple and blue with cracks of cloud~drums rumbling over the rooftop

Do you like the rain?

And storms?

It must have been good for my soul..

My scowl has gone ;)

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Ps ~ It stormed last night before I posted this

Thunder boomed

Lightning lit up the room like camera flashes

The rain came down hard

It even hailed!

Be still, my heart