What a marvelous thing it is!
Ever wondered how often we complain about the weather?
When it rains, we want it to stop. We complain about the rolling thunderclouds, the overcast sky.
When the sun shines we moan because it’s hot. We complain because we sweat, and because it’s uncomfortable in the heat.
In winter we complain because it’s difficult to get up in the cold. We lament the loss of real sunshine, and the frosty bite of the wind – I don’t even want to hear the complaints in spots where it snows!!
In autumn, we moan because of all the falling leaves, the summer being over, winter starting…
Such complaints about something that is so vital to our existence.
Some people prefer winter over summer. Or vice versa. Almost everybody likes spring, and a bit of autumn.
But each of the 4 seasons and their weather conditions are necessary. It must be hot for things to grow. It must be cold for them to rest. It must begin with spring to herald the new cycle, and it must be autumn to warn of the impending rest period.
How wonderful is a huge thunderstorm? How magnificent the rolling clouds, falling rain, thunderclaps?
Absolutely magical the display of colours in autumn – each leaf trying to outdo it’s neighbour in it’s splendour!
How invigorating the sting of a cold winter’s wind. The clarity in the sky, the subdued quality in nature.
And the beauty of spring. The new green of the leaves, gorgeous smells on the air. Renewal, life starting again…
I make it a point to enjoy each weather pattern as it happens.
Wear thick clothes in winter, less so in summer. look at my garden in spring, enjoy the new growth everywhere. Especially buy trees that will give me a display of colours in autumn – because each has it’s role to play in the cycle of life.
Each season has it’s own beauty. Each weather pattern it’s use.
Enjoy each of them as and when they happen – we are fortunate that we can.
We had a brilliant rainstorm here last night. Thunder, and pouring rain – such a symphony 😉
The first rain of our season up here, and hopefully only the first of many to come.
Oh, and I have a finch nesting in the mulberry tree!! For the first time since I planted the tree, it’s to have inhabitants. That is a sign of a settled garden – when birds come to nest in it.
Hope the day brings you nothing but joy 😉
Mid-life is when you go to the doctor and you realize you
are now so old, you have to pay someone to look at you
The good news about mid-life is that the glass is still
half- full…of course, the bad news is that it won’t be
long before your teeth are floating in it.
Mid-life women no longer have upper arms, we have
wingspans…we are no longer women in sleeveless shirts, we
are flying squirrels in drag.
Mid-life has hit you when you stand naked in front of a
mirror and can see your rear end without turning around.
Mid-life brings the wisdom that life throws you curves…and
that you’re now sitting on your biggest ones.
Mid-life is when you want to grab every firm young lovely in
a tube top and scream, “Listen, honey, even the Roman
Empire fell, and those things will too!
Mid-life is when you start to repeat yourself…and your
chins follow suit.
You become more reflective in mid-life. You start pondering
the “big” questions — what is life, why am I here…how
much Healthy Choice ice cream can I eat before it’s no
longer a healthy choice?