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| View from the front bedroom window |
To be more accurate, rainy days cheer me up any day. But Tuesdays, even bright ones, cheer me up because they're not Mondays. Moving right along...
This morning I woke up to the first steady rain I've experienced in our new home. I've been luxuriating in the sight and, even more so, the sound of it. Been a while since my living space has been so close to the roof that I've been able to hear rain in surround sound. I'd forgotten how, for me, peace that passes understanding emerges with the sound of rainfall.
A mature tree in close proximity to the front of our town-home gives one bedroom the feel of a tree-house From my office, I can see spires from the Roman Catholic Cathedral of Mary Our Queen whenever I gaze out the window. I gaze out the window a lot in between words, sentences, paragraphs, and pages. Add rain and I'm stirred.
Today's delight is happening on the Feast of the Guardian Angels. Coincidence or correlation? I'm going with the latter.
