Pluviophile....Just as well

 (n) A lover of rain: someone who finds joy and peace of mind on rainy days

Savoring simple daily pleasures

Its fortunate that I have recently diagnosed myself as a pluviophile- as the rain has fallen steadily here for days and days and there is no break on the horizon in the coming week. Still I see the incredible beauty in it. The layers of the landscape in similar hues and the droplets on the branches and leaves like little lights. I really quite like walking in the rain, I find the sound of gentle rain soothing and of downpours exhilarating. I don't enjoy staying in wet clothing, but as soon as I'm home and changed and my shoes are stuffed with paper and rain jacket hung to drip dry theres a contented glow which settles after a wet walk in any season. 

It is less fortunate that I have picked up a rather unpleasant head cold along with sore throat and a cough that disrupts my sleep terribly. Less fortunate still that we have had to cancel a much anticipated evening at a wonderful restaurant with dear friends because of it. 

However, I am grateful that my body has asked my to slow down, pause, recover, restore and allow my self not only to be unwell but to heal. Its nothing serious, just a bit frustrating- I don't like having to change plans and I don't run well on little sleep. BUT; this is perfect weather for it. It asks you to be home and potter at a slower pace. These days its even less acceptable to just battle on through and go to work or where ever when you are sick- quite rightly. I never wanted to pick up anyone's bugs before Covid. (This little beauty was a gift from my husband i believe whos spent two weeks feeling pretty awful sadly. ) So I stayed home from my work yesterday, took a gentle walk, and savored sitting with the French doors open, curled up on the sofa with a warm drink and my cats as the rain fell and the clock ticked and I just was. 

I equally love the gloriousness of a bright sunny day with my linens drying on the line and the sound of distant lawn mowers, but each day, each type of weather, of season, brings its own joys to savor and appreciate. I'm not just a fair weather girl. 

I have just returned from an afternoon loop to the beach and back in the gently falling rain, now sitting at the kitchen table with a pot of Lapsang soushong tea, the comforting noises of a wet cosy Saturday with the family home, and the anticipation of a delicious dinner and the Coronation of King Charles 3rd televised this evening. 

Its still making a good effort to try be Autumn here, with roses still in bloom, cicadas and crickets not yet silenced for the season and temperatures in the high teen and low twenties still. Usually by May we are starting to regularly light our open fire and log burner. 

Despite the warm evening, the sun sets earlier and earlier, and its dark around 6pm, so once I've got the kitchen in order after a days hungry family foraging and teenage baking ( Caramel slice to die for...and change waist bands for!) Ill make a warm comforting and decadent meal, take a hot bath, watch the Coronation and snuggle into bed dosed up in the hope I sleep and can recuperate a little ready for a simple, rainy, and contented Sunday.