Unlike the Carpenters‘ Rainy Days and Mondays song always getting them down, I like rainy days. The kind of day that begs for hibernation, curling up with books, and reflective thoughts of life.
When I awoke this morning to that delicious half light that accompanies immane cloud cover (BTW immane is a new word I learned – means monstrous, huge), my consciousness cuddled with my soul and prepared for one nice snuggy day.
I love skies filled with clouds (note I say that while staying in and looking out. Not unlike my admiration for snow filled days also). The best clouds in the sky photos are taken by my friend Celi so pop over here at thekitchensgarden to have a boo at this header.
*and catch up on her farmy adventures! Below is one of Celi’s skies.
I must admit that retirement has rendered me one of the lowest maintenance gals around. My needs are simple. Gone is the need to impress anyone, including to dress to impress, to speak to impress, or anything else of the ‘ess’.
Especially days like this. Some tea, clouds, and of course reading material. I figure I will never run out of material because push come to shove I can make up my own. But I love well written books and my sources are many.
One of the most exciting things I did this year was to make an effort to get out of my comfort zone in the literary world. I know what I like. But this year at the encouragement of my dear dear New Zealand blogging and Skype buddy, Judith who chooses how she will spend each day and who started another blog near and dear to her heart, about of course, books and more book 2017. I ventured out to other sorts of books. I am glad I did! I just wish I kept track of every book just to impress the daylights out of you. OH! forget the ‘impress’ anything.
Another wonderful source that soothes is Joss Burnel, words to live by, breathe by, dream by and who has found Eden in Ecuador.
Quiet days like this means leisurely perusing the news. So today I see that Vancouver has beaten Toronto as the most expensive in Canada to live. Of little matter to one such as I but an interesting fact.
Also Canadian, is that in a bar in Dawson City, Yukon, you can buy what is known as a ‘sourtoe cocktail’ and that said toe is a truly mummified toe that must touch your lips as you drink your cocktail, AND that said toe was stolen, AND that the alleged thief sent a letter to the RCMP (Royal Canadian Mounted Police) saying that he had returned the toe to the bar by mail. And you think we Canucks don’t have news?
Next I read an article that the approaching solar eclipse is expected to cause a terrestrial problem for us. It seems it will cause a 70% reduction in energy output which will in turn put stress on regular old energy production. If you rely on solar power, we are forewarned that at 2:30pm on Monday August 21st production will drop.
Well, other than a fine chap from the Ottawa area who won 22 million dollars in one of our lotteries, and who is NOT related to me, or is one of the people on this earth who adores me, but intends to benefit others with his win, I think I am finished with news.
I will make another cuppa, work a bit on my own creative endeavor, and then resume reading. AHHH lots to be grateful for.