Normally, I’d be itching to see sunny skies but I find this change in pace very satisfying this time of year.
My favorite sound to fall asleep to is the sound of rain on a tarp and I confess that having a bedroom that flanks the downspout of the house is soothing.
I listen to the patter of the slow drip, drip, drip of big droplets and the occasional gust of wind which blows the rain up against my window.
It’s this time of year when a huge nesting urge starts to settle into my body, motivating me to do things I normally would shun.
Baking cookies, cakes and pies.
Organizing my room.
Well okay. . . that one I do year round.
The urge to quilt and to make blankets for friends and family now beckons me to come and create.
I usually spend hours pouring over fabric samples online, selecting just the right ones to go in a quilt.
Arranging and then rearranging complimentary fabrics.
But this year I’m so far behind in quilting I don’t need to buy anything, I just need to work with the huge assortment I already have.
Looking at the weeks ahead, I feel this expanding sense of happiness growing inside me, as I look forward to all the time I will get to spend with my kids, my parents, my sisters and my brothers, my extended family and all my friends.