Rained off and on all day. Sometimes heavy, so calming and purifying, sometimes silent and light. No rain in California from April through October, so I’ve come to welcome the sound. Relaxes some tense edge deep inside me. I open the windows and doors to get all the noise and cleansing power.
After 4, it lessened and my chores lessened, and I slipped out for a quick ride. I went through the fields near my house.
As I got to the hilltop town of Pedona, I was climbing in mist, but it was fine. Tomorrow there’s a bike ride/race up this hill and others, but I can say now that I’ve been to the top of the first summit.
… Hmm, this happens often. I try to write a post and I fall asleep. I wake up later, phone in hand. Cozy, but unsettling.
Up early to get the train. A new day…
rain is wonderful. It has rained off and on here for nearly a week- the first sign of Fall. We had only one thunderstorm over the summer, but it started dozens of fires! so not welcomed. Now it’s cool, clear, and wet. Lovely. I’m glad you’re opening the windows.
Yes, isn’t it wonderful. I love the change of seasons. And especially the switch into wet.