Coffee in the Quarry

​A gentle rain, such a sweet sound like the chickadees song.
Didn't sleep so well, my mind in overdrive, but what else is new these days...
I'll start today by simply being grateful for the happiness the birds bring. 

Last Night the Rain Spoke to Me

Last night
the rain
spoke to me
slowly, saying,

what joy
to come falling
out of the brisk cloud,
to be happy again

in a new way
on the earth!
That’s what it said
as it dropped,

smelling of iron,
and vanished
like a dream of the ocean
into the branches

and the grass below.
Then it was over.
The sky cleared.
I was standing

under a tree.
The tree was a tree
with happy leaves,
and I was myself,

and there were stars in the sky
that were also themselves
at the moment,
at which moment

my right hand
was holding my left hand
which was holding the tree
which was filled with stars

and the soft rain--
imagine! imagine!
the wild and wondrous journeys
still to be ours.

~Mary Oliver

Have a good day everyone.
Much love ​

#selfcare #thequarry #outsidecafe #sitspot 

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