The Sky is Crying

I awoke far too early this morning, unable to fall back asleep though the sound of rain pattering on our roof often acts as a sleep aid for me.  Perhaps the numerous thoughts prancing about inside my head are partly due to waking up too early and feeling sleepy at present, but just the same, I felt the need to make a post. To share some of the thoughts so that they will run off onto this "page" and out of my head.  Perhaps then I can take a little nap and truly rest!  :-)

The sky is crying today. I know not what for.  Its tears have been falling since last night, apparently there is something to cry about.  The yard is land of miniature lakes now, every leaf awash and twigs acting as lonely ferries as they slowly move across the face of the each tiny pond.  The air looks heavy even from my window, and the heavens sigh as the tears fall fast.

I love a rainy day.  I do.  Many folks I know hate rainy days.  But I have never seen the sense in that.  We could go with the old adage (I think it's an actual adage? Or perhaps I just thought of it? I don't know honestly), if we never had rainy, gray days then we'd never fully appreciate the dry and sunny days.  But I love the rainy days for themselves.  There is something almost magical about a rainy day.

I wouldn't want to have rainy days all the time. After about 4 days to a week of rain, I also grow weary of the gray, dull light and the constant wetness that seems to seep into every corner and sort of absorb you into its cloak.  But for a few days, even, I can love it.

The sky is crying.  I know not what for.  But as I sit here and listen and watch its tears fall, soft and steady from the swollen clouds above, I hope that it knows that someone appreciates its tears.  Someone listens, watches, is grateful and understanding.  For whatever reason, the sky is crying.  And it is a soothing sound.

End of a Long Day

One of the things I find I'm most grateful for at the end of a long day (or even a short one, lol) is a hot bath or shower.  Who doesn't feel like new afterward? Can you tell I relaxed tonight? haha  Seriously though, thank God for water!! And HOT water!  I do believe water, followed by sun, are my two favorite elements. I'm a water baby, always have been, likely always will be. Put me near a brook, a fountain, a stream, a river, a lake, the ocean or even a tub full of water and I suddenly feel serene and content. I even LOVE having a GLASS full of water!! Can we say hydrophillic?!?!?  ;-)

Speaking of water, a friend of mine recently told me they're going on vacation to the seaside. Jealous? You betcha! Although in a nice, friendly, I'm-covetous-of-you-because-I-wanna-be-there-too sort of way. I haven't even SEEN any ocean in 3 years now! WAY too long. Especially for a hydrophillic. Anyhow, I am delighted for them, I just wish I could tag along for at least a few days. Ah well, my time will come again. And I know I will be one HAPPY camper!

Do you enjoy water? What is your favorite aspect of it? The color? The transparency? (funny how water can be both of these at once!) The fact that everything depends upon it to live? The sound of water? The feel of it enveloping you or washing against your feet at the shore? What ISN'T there to love about water??

TTFN,

The Water Baby