Rainy Sundays
I don't know about you, but give me a rainy Sunday, on any given Sunday. A drizzly, damp, breezy, overcast, comfortable, gray sky, dripping water off gutters kind of Sunday is like chocolate syrup on vanilla ice cream for me. It's pratically perfect in every way.
I don't know how many people I've told this, probably a few, but if I were King--the week in weather would unfold like this. Sundays would be just like today, a little drizzly--nothing severe. Monday's (who likes a Monday) would be mildy violent. Nothing dangerous or harmful, just a touch of 'EDGE' in the air, some thunder, a strong breeze. Tuesday's would calm down, but still be overcast with persistent, if not consistent drizzle. By Wednesday, it's cool. The morning's kind of hazy, maybe a touch of rain. But by Thursday morning, the skies begin to clear. And by Thursday noon through Saturday night... all's good.
Crazy, I know but it's days like today that have me enjoying the plain, old good stuff. Here I sit, writing this blog. There's nothing special about it. I could be in NYC. Still, the rain (drizzle) delivers a calmness, a quietness (except for a loud Bob White Quail).
It's really a time out here @ the ranch to just rusticate, enjoy what's in front of me or you. I think it's what I dreamed about when I escaped from the corporate world. I thought, I'll live on a ranch, everything will go @ a 'ranch pace.'
Well, the truth is; yes, everything goes @ a 'ranch pace', but if you expect to make a living--you better not sit down too long. The rain/drizzle gives me an excuse to sit down. It gives me a reason to put all those 'important projects' on hold. Sure, it'll put me behind. But at the time, it gives me a reason to remember... to remember the whole reason why I wanted to escape Corporate America and live the 'cowboy lifestyle.'
So if you get a weekend, c'mon out. I can't promise it'll rain. But if it does, the wonderful quietness is like a Christmas bonus. That is, you hoped for it, but didn't plan on it. And now that you have it, enjoy it til' it runs out.
Thanks
Bill
I don't know how many people I've told this, probably a few, but if I were King--the week in weather would unfold like this. Sundays would be just like today, a little drizzly--nothing severe. Monday's (who likes a Monday) would be mildy violent. Nothing dangerous or harmful, just a touch of 'EDGE' in the air, some thunder, a strong breeze. Tuesday's would calm down, but still be overcast with persistent, if not consistent drizzle. By Wednesday, it's cool. The morning's kind of hazy, maybe a touch of rain. But by Thursday morning, the skies begin to clear. And by Thursday noon through Saturday night... all's good.
Crazy, I know but it's days like today that have me enjoying the plain, old good stuff. Here I sit, writing this blog. There's nothing special about it. I could be in NYC. Still, the rain (drizzle) delivers a calmness, a quietness (except for a loud Bob White Quail).
It's really a time out here @ the ranch to just rusticate, enjoy what's in front of me or you. I think it's what I dreamed about when I escaped from the corporate world. I thought, I'll live on a ranch, everything will go @ a 'ranch pace.'
Well, the truth is; yes, everything goes @ a 'ranch pace', but if you expect to make a living--you better not sit down too long. The rain/drizzle gives me an excuse to sit down. It gives me a reason to put all those 'important projects' on hold. Sure, it'll put me behind. But at the time, it gives me a reason to remember... to remember the whole reason why I wanted to escape Corporate America and live the 'cowboy lifestyle.'
So if you get a weekend, c'mon out. I can't promise it'll rain. But if it does, the wonderful quietness is like a Christmas bonus. That is, you hoped for it, but didn't plan on it. And now that you have it, enjoy it til' it runs out.
Thanks
Bill
posted by Windmill Ranch @ 11:48 AM
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