Day 27
It was the kind of rain that darkens the sky and wets the world. The kind that wasn’t really offensive to the skin but made the world gloomy enough not to feel guilty about staying in the house all day.
I could feel the muscles developing from the pallet workout I had the night before. My body aching for sleep. So sleep is what it got.
I grabbed all the blankets and piled them on the couch making a wonderful nest to enjoy the days cuddle puddle. The two fluffy tabby cats, Smokie and Bandit, piled into the nest with my husband and I.
Everything is about to change, and while I wish it could stay like this forever, even though I know I know it can’t. The rain is what gives Haida Gwaii its beauty. The giant balls of moss that hang on the limbs of the trees as you drive down Towhill Road depend on the rain to keep them alive. The grass that grows here in abundance, nearly year round, grows because of this abundance of rain. The sun peeks out for short visits almost everyday. Leaving a trail of rainbows scattered across the landscape. Rainbow weather, one of my children used to call it.
Change is upon us. Whether I like it or not.
At the beginning of this journey I discovered that having a mission for the time with the horses helped keep me motivated. The mission is quickly becoming to discover the beauty that is everywhere, in the big and the small places hidden and in plain sight. I can hardly wait to explore my world with the beginning of this new season. But that will have to wait. First we have to go see the kids and meet the new grandchildren.
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