Sunday, first cuppa, watching out the window to see what the world has to offer. Hear the cheep cheep cheep of a bird, and when I look that direction, I see a beautiful house finch.
Then I notice Mrs. Finch is part of his interest, and I can just see her looking at him, seeing whether he is the right fellow I'm sure.
The sun is back, and within the time all the young pods of pollen dry out, we will have to close windows just to be able to breathe without sneezing. Until them, cool crisp clean air is much appreciated. Sigh.
On the next rainy day, imagine the rain washing away and cleansing your emotional body.
By Daily Om