Don’t you just love a rainy day? It is as if the universe gives you permission to stay inside and take the pace down a notch or two. Oh the things one can do on such a day – a perfect time to relax and read a book or just laze around and do nothing. Or, you can clean the bathroom (Oh Joy! Oh Bliss), write a poem, make some cookies, repair a broken lock or, or, or. You can make a real dent in that long ‘to do’ list. Or NOT!
It was SUPPOSED to have been a rainy day – according to the forecast. I had so much planned. But I awoke to a beautiful sunrise and that set the wheels in motion to get outside ‘before the rain started’. I picked some blueberries for breakfast and noticed there were some darned aspen trees that were sprouting up in places that I didn’t want. I should cut them down.
I laid the cup of berries on the ground and off I went to get the brush cutter. On the way I passed by my tomato plants and saw that several had ripened and needed picking. There was only a handful so I brought them back to the house. As I walked by the potato bed, I started wondering if there was anything below those stalks. It would be so easy to have a look. So I dumped the tomatoes into an empty flower pot sitting on the bridge and set off to find the pitch fork.
It was only mid-morning and I was getting hungry, tired and thirsty. Oh my! I had forgotten all about breakfast. Perhaps I should pick some blueberries.
The trees were cut and I discovered there were potatoes under those stalks afterall.
By days end, I was totally whipped out, but it had been such fun!
And then it started to rain.
Don't you just love days like that!
