Today is Sunday, and I had a post planned, but it’s raining.
Sunday is my day to catch up on edits, but it’s raining.
My day to spend getting my next essay ready, but it’s raining.
The fireplace is blazing and the tea kettle whistles.
My old dog snores in front of the fire.
Fire and tea and so many books to read while the dog needs a snuggle.
Sometimes, all you can do is build a fire and keep yourself warm while it rains.
It’s Sunday and raining and the world is calling for us to rest. Take your time. Take your rest. The work will still be there when you get back to it.
I can’t tell Gidget and Bruce apart. Are they siblings? Two adorable bundles of love.
Your words are so true! Every once and awhile I really enjoy a gray day raining or not. Especially during the colder months it allows me an excuse to be lazy. I find it is good for my soul!