The weather shattered yesterday with heavy rain. Yellow alerts trimmed the met.ie forecasts and the sky went a lowering gray.
Rain that after abnormally dry months is so much needed, and in abundance. The earth is parched, nothing is growing well,
So now, wind howling and buffeting. No mountains, just lowering gray clouds. Intermittent heavy showers, chill .
But the birds sing on! .
Here, simplicity. Quietude, hands busy with work that will sell to feed babies who have nothing unless we give it. Currently deep purple baggy cabled legwarmers as fashion dictates.. books and youtube,. cats asleep after being out a long while.
Bliss!
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