The sky above the tree line today.It was very hot here yesterday, the temperature rose to 80 degrees, which is very warm for mid September, it didn't fall much below that even after sunset and late into the evening. I was sitting here at my computer and felt a slight stirring of a breeze which was more than welcome after the stifling heat of the day, I opened the window further to take full advantage of this cooling breeze then it started to rain .
I answered some e-mails which were long overdue, checked in on all of you and then thought its time for bed. I had my second shower for the day, I always have two, ah, I can hear you saying 'water waster', believe me they are quick, if I want to have a lovely relaxing soak I will take a bath, filled with bubbles and lots of floral and herbal potions; I love the feeling of water on my skin, so refreshing.
Well it was still far too warm for bed covers, so I just turned down the covers and pulled up the sheet. This reminded me of something a lovely, romantic guy once said to me, "I'll bet your sheets smell of you", well yes they do, feminine like me, like the fragrant soap I use, the flowers in my garden and the sunshine and breeze that dried them. What a nice thing to say, its funny how a nice memory like that can return with a simple thing like going to bed. So I settled myself into my lovely bed with my pretty cream sheets and frilled pillow cases feeling quite relaxed and happy. I love my boudoir, it is my own space, my place of refuge and tranquility;I usually fall asleep listening to some soft relaxing music but last night I drifted off to sleep listening to the rain.
Now it is Sunday, I didn't get to my computer until later today, actually mid afternoon. I have a lovely view of the sky and my garden from the window where my desk is situated. I visited Boney and saw his funny weather post, you should take a look. The colour of the deep blue Indiana sky reminded me of why I like early mornings so much. Everything is so quiet then, apart from the singing of crickets and the occasional bird stirring in its nest. I love it as there is always a feeling of hopefulness at the beginning of the day. Thank you Boney.
I am looking out of my window at the sky and my garden, the rain has just stopped. The air is so fresh and cool, it smells beautiful and fragrant with the scent of flowers, foliage and the grass. The sounds of birds singing as they emerge from their nests amidst the shelter of the leaves and trees; crickets and frogs are singing too. The sun is beginning to break through the clouds as they slowly drift apart and every now and then the sun catches a raindrop on a leaf and it sparkles beautifully in that light. The whole garden is soon filled with sunshine, the birds are busy gathering food, the flowers and insects are happy having had their thirsts quenched after the heat of yesterday and I too am happy as I look at this lovely vision of varying shades of verdant foliage and colourful flowers.
I answered some e-mails which were long overdue, checked in on all of you and then thought its time for bed. I had my second shower for the day, I always have two, ah, I can hear you saying 'water waster', believe me they are quick, if I want to have a lovely relaxing soak I will take a bath, filled with bubbles and lots of floral and herbal potions; I love the feeling of water on my skin, so refreshing.
Well it was still far too warm for bed covers, so I just turned down the covers and pulled up the sheet. This reminded me of something a lovely, romantic guy once said to me, "I'll bet your sheets smell of you", well yes they do, feminine like me, like the fragrant soap I use, the flowers in my garden and the sunshine and breeze that dried them. What a nice thing to say, its funny how a nice memory like that can return with a simple thing like going to bed. So I settled myself into my lovely bed with my pretty cream sheets and frilled pillow cases feeling quite relaxed and happy. I love my boudoir, it is my own space, my place of refuge and tranquility;I usually fall asleep listening to some soft relaxing music but last night I drifted off to sleep listening to the rain.
Now it is Sunday, I didn't get to my computer until later today, actually mid afternoon. I have a lovely view of the sky and my garden from the window where my desk is situated. I visited Boney and saw his funny weather post, you should take a look. The colour of the deep blue Indiana sky reminded me of why I like early mornings so much. Everything is so quiet then, apart from the singing of crickets and the occasional bird stirring in its nest. I love it as there is always a feeling of hopefulness at the beginning of the day. Thank you Boney.
I am looking out of my window at the sky and my garden, the rain has just stopped. The air is so fresh and cool, it smells beautiful and fragrant with the scent of flowers, foliage and the grass. The sounds of birds singing as they emerge from their nests amidst the shelter of the leaves and trees; crickets and frogs are singing too. The sun is beginning to break through the clouds as they slowly drift apart and every now and then the sun catches a raindrop on a leaf and it sparkles beautifully in that light. The whole garden is soon filled with sunshine, the birds are busy gathering food, the flowers and insects are happy having had their thirsts quenched after the heat of yesterday and I too am happy as I look at this lovely vision of varying shades of verdant foliage and colourful flowers.
