Today I am thankful for sleep!
I can't remember the last time I had a "no alarm clock" Saturday morning--it has been over a month, maybe even two. There is just something about being curled up in bed with no pressing issues to resolve that is pure bliss to me. The bonus for this morning was that while I was warm in my bed, I knew that outside it was cold and rainy.
Listening to the rain is another thing to be thankful for. There is something soothing about the pitter-patter sound on the window. My uncle Gerry loved the sound of rain, too. (It seems that lots of people enjoy the sound of rain, but I think being a farmer adds another dimension to being able to enjoy what rain is.) I'm grateful that one of the last times I spent some quality time with him, we were able to stand in silence in the doorway of his shed, listening to the roar on the metal roof and watching the rain come down in torrents. The sound of gentle rain is soothing, and to me, there is something cleansing about a downpour. I think it overwhelms my senses and causes me to stop, take in the world around me, and reboot.
We're basically famous now.
11 years ago



