Sunday, April 07, 2019

rainy Sunday

The thing about plummeting so quickly from feeling fine to feeling like a garbage can full of rotting trash is that when you recover, you are grateful to the core. After sleeping off most of the day and most of the night, I woke up just a little woozy still, but basically fine. And thankful! I'm granted a reprieve! I can move! I can even eat (a little)! Incredible!

One can spend too much time analyzing where the torpedo of illness came from. Why bother. Could be food, could be bugs, could be those little microorganisms we know so little about. I say take your good days and enjoy them and don't fret about all that belongs to the past. You're never going to get ahead of that game guessing what felled you -- may as well revel in the beauty of feeling normal.

We continue with the mild weather and indeed, we will have positively summer like conditions tomorrow. Don't let that fool you, though! By Wednesday, I'm told we're getting a snowstorm. April is so mischievous!

When I do finally get up and moving, I notice that it is 60F (16C) outside. You know that the French would step outside to drink their petit cafe even in less hospitable circumstances. So why not finally, for the first time this year, take our breakfast outside to the porch?!


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Nothing, absolutely nothing brings out the feeling of well being as much as a leisurely morning moment over a coffee outside. The French are onto something.

Still, spending some time out on the porch today does remind me that winter has left a brutal trail of debris and dust, not helped by the endless development construction all around us. I spend a solid amount of time wiping down surfaces and vacuuming up dirt. The porch is now officially open for business!


After a short rest, listening to the beautiful sound of a gentle rain outside, I am up cooking dinner for the young family.

(the kids are feeling playful tonight!)



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(and affectionate!)


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I was tempted to take everything to the porch, but toward the end of the day, the same 60F (16C) can feel just a degree too cool.


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No matter. We'll be out there soon enough. In the meanwhile, isn't it great to finish dinner, tidy up, and still have sunshine on your shoulders when you step out?


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Snowdrop has come around: she now says spring is her favorite season. You got it right, little one! And it's only the beginning. How good is that!



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