And it's filling me w/joy. Perhaps my capacity for joy has increased w/the space available in my lungs. The phlegm invasion reduced my focus to my chest, breathing, coughing, Kleenex, all sorts of blech sauce. Then yesterday arrived, full of promise and hope and sunshine and more energy and feeling much (but not yet all...sigh) better. This morning's rain - the sound of plinking and plunking of raindrops and the rush of water down spouts and roofs and the street, and of birdies chirping like mad, more than there've been in a while...or at least more than I've noticed recently; the sight of the glowing reflective water droplets glistening on the Japanese maple on the front lawn, slowly swelling then rushing downward to join their brethren (I'm SO glad I got the steppables planted on the front lawn before Mem'l Day weekend); the feeling of the oh-so-cool air flowing through window over my oh-too-hot skin and the soft purple chenille blanket I use to cover myself up with...leaving enough where 'tis for kittenhead Havana who's joined me on the couch. And soon my senses of taste and smell will return to normal as well. Still residual built-up stuffiness stopping subtleties from sinking in. (Legend wore amber over to Common Grounds last night. I could detect it, barely, when he came over and asked if'n I liked it and wafted it right in my face (after asking first, b'c he's a sensible one ;-))
I think what I like so much about today's rain, other than my renewed sense of appreciation - and my appreciation of my renewed senses, is the contrast w/yesterday's brightness, warmth, and sunnyness. Too much of anything can grow old. (It's one reason SoCal's bright blue skies day after day wore on me at times, although luckily, living in Santa Monica meant I often had the variety of fog to break it up nicely.)
( Read more... )I'm SO glad to be back...or nearly so - to health & strength & with energy. Now for tea and some healthy food (yogurt & berries & herbal tea).