A cold day here in Maine. Raining. All day. I so wish I could move this weather pattern to the far West and soak all those fires. But then, the ash remains of so many dead would be lost forever.
Grace is safe and in a place that is perfect for her. The large animal shelter at the Gridley Fairgrounds, CA. She watches the animals. She is amazed by the food table filled by volunteers. She is safe.
So, on days like this...soup. To warm the body and soul.
The house here in Maine is dark. The sky outside the windows is dark gray. Riley is just back from his walk. G, back from the walk as well, is possibly having a hot shower to warm himself up.
I am resting up from the big floor cleaning of yesterday. Arnica on my thumb. Sleepy. I had enough sleep but I am sleepy today. My eyes keep wanting to close. So I will give in and sit with eyes closed, listen to the rain.
Yesterday was so bright and sunny,today,total gloom. I said the same thing this morning as we watched the news of those horrible fires,"why can't we send some of this rain out there?"
ReplyDeleteToday is a day of not doing much for me too, sitting and reading mostly, too dark for housework,too cold and wet to go out. I'm glad I got my food shopping done yesterday.