For me, time always seems to stand still on a rainy day. It’s an
illusion, I know, but on a long, grey, misty day, with spells of gentle rain,
drops streaking and running down the windows and spray from passing vehicles
splashing up onto the sidewalks and pedestrians hunched under umbrellas or
hoods or newspapers over their heads, the flow of continually alternating
sunshine and dark is interrupted. Imagine a measure of rest in a score of
music, and over the rest mark a fermata. That’s how it feels. Suspended pause. A time
to move slowly from task to task rather than rushing or being rushed.
Time to stop and look at raindrops on a new begonia. To breathe in the scent of lilacs. To notice and appreciate part of a spiderweb on
a fading plum blossom and the short, fragrant life of wild choke
cherry blooms.
It was a quiet day at the bookstore on the rainy Tuesday
following the holiday weekend. I moved some furniture, hung a picture, put
together a book order, drafted a press release. Sold a few books and visited
with a few friends. Finished the new Elizabeth Buzzelli mystery -- on the edge of
my seat to the last page!
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| Fun new sign |
Sarah was her usual patient self all day. She hasn’t voiced an
opinion about our new open sign, the red paw in the window, but then, she’s a
quiet dog. Rarely barks and never whines. She’s always up for adventure when it
beckons and company when it’s available, but she’s fine with quiet hours and
days, too.
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| Through the rain-hazy front window on Tuesday afternoon |
5 comments:
Sweet post. You had gentle rain. We had driving hard pouring rain. But we needed the rain so I won't complain.
Strong winds I feared did not arrive. Sun came back out Wednesday afternoon. Today, Thursday, forecast is for temperature to reach 80. Really? Hard to believe, but David and Sarah and I got in a good early outdoor adventure, just to be on the safe side.
Your rainy day writing is so lovely here. I actually almost felt the ambiance and the raindrop. And the photos are beautiful, too. (However, rain must stop here for a few days if we're to get the garden planted!)
A producer farmer friend told me yesterday that there's a chance for frost again Monday night. "Last one," he said, as if promising. So I'm planning to wait to plant on Tuesday, because it's easier to bring things indoors than try to cover them in the garden.
Chance for frost here tonight and Monday night. We haven't planted much yet, either.
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