I sit back here on my bed, Abi and Charlie next to me, listening to the constant chirping of birds. It is a somewhat frantic chirping, perhaps because it has been pouring raining for days. The skies are gray and foreboding.
I go to get another cup of coffee and stand at the patio door, where I see a cluster of birds, dark against the gray sky, huddled on the bare branches. Then, without preamble, they all suddenly fly away into the clouds.
Then a mourning dove flies in and settles on the top of the fence.
I stayed back here all day yesterday because somehow I just can’t see me trying to clean up paint drips and putting things in place when it is so dark in there.
I need light shining in to make decisions. And with an apartment with only four windows, that is not always possible.
My ankle thanks me though. But it should thank the weather. Because if it was sunny and light outside, I know I’d be in there doing this and that. I am just hard-wired that way.
I have always been in perpetual motion between pauses. A whirling dervish. Some people have a hard time getting going. I have a hard time stopping.
The gray days don’t bother me. They have never depressed me in any way.
Instead I sometimes see them as a possible backdrop for a novel or movie plot where the weather is indicative of the subject matter, and the music cues something sinister about to happen. A film noir in the making.
Some people need sunlight like oxygen. I could probably live where it rains daily and I doubt it would affect me.
And so today I suppose the pupsters and I shall be back here in the bedroom, me propped up by pillows, watching the birds flap about the fence, seemingly hesitant to land.
I’ll have another cup of coffee and ponder just what I want to do in the living room space.
I am thankful for these gray days, because it makes me give pause and reflect. To slow down and notice the smallest of things.
The waving of the tall plumes of ornamental grasses that have turned brown, but still sway in the wind outside the bedroom window.
The sound of the rain as it pummels the roof.
Silence interrupted only by the gathering momentum and alternately the slowing down of the rain as it follows a weather pattern.
Days like this are gifts really. Well, every day of course is a gift. But days that make you slow down and reflect are special days, even though the skies are dark.
Because we are more aware of our thoughts, of what is just outside the window.
The simplest of things. The everyday moments, that, cumulatively, make up a lifetime.
So enjoy whatever day you have been given.
Sweet Cottage Dreams says
It is nice to have those days to just catch up and reflect on the moment – look at the birds and snuggle with the pups, as I am doing right now.
Enjoy your day, Brenda.
Becky
Peggy Joan says
Brenda, wee must be related! It has been raining for days in Illinois, and I am the only one not complaining! I am sitting by the fire and reading Olive Kitteridge (great book), and it is fine and cozy. I find rainy days soothing and comforting, although it is difficult with two dogs who love to run outdoors. I agree — a great time to reflect and simply pause……
Susie says
Brenda, We have had gray days too. Raining on and off for three days , threat of flash flooding…h makes me so nervous. I had flooding. Take care we surely will get some sunshine soon. Blessings, xoxo,Susie
Gayle Ann Berg says
Today's brilliant sunshine follows a week of cloudy skies. I welcome the change! I truly hope you and the pupsters are enjoying your day of reflection.
Gayle Ann Berg says
Today's brilliant sunshine follows a week of cloudy skies. I welcome the change! I truly hope you and the pupsters are enjoying your day of reflection.
Mountain Mama says
I actually love a good rainy day!! It's a great excuse to be indoors taking care of indoor tasks and puttering around the house. The house feels even more cozy on a stormy day. Can't wait to see what you do in the new white space!
Georgia says
To be honest, Brenda, I'm ready for cooler, sunny weather. This hot, muggy, grey rainy weather for days at a stretch makes me feel miserable. I'd also like it to cool off, being that it's now winter. Not 0 degree weather, mind you, but a little sweater weather would suffice. Having to run the A/C and wearing shorts during Christmas week is a bit much.
Georgia
justme says
I like the gray days. They are a good time to slow down and plan.
marty (A Stroll Thru Life) says
Hopefully the sun will shine soon.
Carolyn @ Our Gilded Abode says
That's a long stretch of rain, Brenda! We have a gloomy day with thunderstorms, but we needed the rain. The bonus is that it brought cool weather – we had 80 degree temps on Christmas Day. Now it feels more winter-like!
Doreen@househoneys says
These types of posts are my favorite. Just you telling us your thoughts as no one else can.
I don't mind gray days, but after a while, it does start to get to me.
Golden puppies says
Brenda….to slow down and notice the small things…made so much sence to me….THANKS!!!!!
Nancy Blue Moon says
We are having the same weather here in PA Brenda…reading takes my mind away from it..
Deb @ Frugal Little Bungalow says
We have the same weather! 🙂 Lovely thoughtful post, Brenda 🙂
Deb @ Frugal Little Bungalow says
We have the same weather! 🙂 Lovely thoughtful post, Brenda 🙂
annette says
H,Brenda! I've read your blog for nearly a year,but have never commented 'till now.Love this latest post…very thoughtful and poetic.I wish you a very happy New Year and many relaxing moments with your furry companions.
Bonnie Schulte says
I love a gloomy day, because whatever I want to do inside seems like a good time to finish getting done. But then too, maybe just fiddle around and do nothing, sometimes I get so much done, that I didn't plan to get done. I very much love the rainy days, it brings me peace of mind. Also,these are the days, I love to settle in my big cozy chair, with a blanket wrapped around me, and my book that I have not finished reading,while I drink "several" cups of coffee, and eat those last couple of cookies on the plate…(gotta get my share)I love it all, everyday day GOD grants me…
jane says
Where I live we have months and months of cloudy gray days, and it gets dark at 3pm. Maybe you would love it here. I do.
Kim says
There truly is something good in every day. Glad you found time to pause and enjoy it.
Pat Freymuth says
I joyfully each day as it is given, rain or shine. However, the rain we've experienced since the wee small hours of Saturday has turned deadly. We are accustomed to floods. We and our children have personally experienced floods and the aftermath. Being accustomed to floods doesn't make any less worrisome. We are hoping for the rain to end this evening. Our children have found new routes to work, others have sandbagged their homes and J has postponed much needed blood work until tomorrow. We adapt.
Pat Freymuth says
sorry for typos/mistakes..unruly computer this morning
Linda Neumann says
I too love gray days. I have a friend that moved to Florida but could only handle it for 5 years before she moved back home. The everyday sunny day drove her nuts. There were no days to sit down and reflect. Not too many people understand that thinking. Thanks again Brenda for the beautiful words.
Blondie's Journal says
I feel so much like you—the gray days, and there are weeks of those in the Midwest from November to April, make me sit back, read, write and just enjoy the peace. And yet I also save ideas for days when it gets to be just a little too much gloom…very different and fun!
Jane x
Elizabeth says
We have had a foggy, rainy Christmas and I enjoyed it, I would like some cooler weather though!
Bonnie says
My Mother used to tell me this same thing growing up. Enjoy the small things….and that many people didn't understand this in the slightest. I suspect that's still true; more so, maybe in this day and age. Hope your day was a good one.