Rain
The rain is raining all around,
It falls on field and tree,
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea.
Robert Louis Stevenson
This is our world today. Occasional wind [gusty to mildly scary], steady gentle rain most of the night. It continues as I write this.
There's nothing like a lack of something for a prolonged period to make one hyper-aware of the blessing of its return.
This weather is also conducive to indoor projects of protracted length.
I spent a good portion of my day yesterday sorting out all my yarn and knitting tools.
It was epic. I actually divested myself of a moderate bag full of golf ball sized yarn leftovers that by their very existence were gnawing at my brain like some kind of Wool Zombies. Very unpleasant creatures I can assure you. Well, I blew them out of the water. No Zombies here.
And to continue the trend, SIL and I are going to help my mom set up a file system for her paperwork today. Having seen said paperwork, I'm glad we have a three woman crew on the job. The rainy day will be The Enforcer at our backs. There's no use thinking about long walks in the woods, or tinkering in the yard. So organizing things to within an inch of their paperclips is our only option.
We could make cookies!
Maybe later… maybe later.