Saturday, August 11, 2007
OH, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL MORNING!
I am having a beautiful day today, because I had a beautiful morning. And I had that beautiful morning all because of a breeze. I woke early this morning, about six-ish, to the sound of a very fierce thunderstorm. After the storm passed, a lovely cool breeze started blowing into the bedroom windows.
I got up briefly to have my orange juice and meds, and a little visit with the doggies, but then I went back to bed until noon. It was just so wonderful to have that fresh invigorating air blowing the curtains in and out. I could actually snuggle into my comforter and still not feel too hot. Oh light wind, oh kind zephyr. You have cleansed my mind, refreshed my spirit, rejuvenated my body and soothed my soul.
Now, having having shared my lunch with the dogs and done some emailing and posting, I can still feel a gentle breeze throughout the house. The dogs are grateful too, as they doze on the cool living room floor beside me.
The weather here in August has been an improvement over that in July. It is such a relief to leave work at 5 pm and not walk into a blast oven. So nice not to have your car keys and steering wheel get so hot you can barely stand to touch them.
So nice not to toss and turn at night trying to grab some sleep in a hot bedroom, or tolerate having the living room window a/c on and a series of strategically-placed, noisy fans trying desperately to distribute some cool air. When we do the latter, we have to leave the bedroom door open and the doggies think they MUST sleep with us as they love us so much.
It's so great to have the high humidity gone too. So nice not to feel sick to my stomach when the humidity and heat have matching numbers. So nice not to feel too hot and miserable to eat. So nice not to have your clothes stick to you and your hair go all frizzy. (Why did I pick this, the most humid summer in memory, to get a perm?)
By the way, that lovely bedroom in the photo above is not mine. I wish it was. My bedroom needs help. Dan loves to have a feather pillow, and recently Gracie chewed a big hole in his pillow, so there are feathers floating all over. Plus, the carpet needs to be replaced due to you know who. (Gracie, not Dan!!)
Anyway, I feel great, and I am soon heading out to see "Stardust." I'm as excited to see it as my daughter was to see the three "Lord of the Rings" movies.