Oh, there’s been all sorts of fallish goodness this week . . . socks and sweaters, pumpkin eggnog lattes and pumpkin pie. We also celebrated our fall extravaganza — which, I might add, included sampling the lemoncello (as highlighted in this month’s literary libation post on the book blog). Sweet and tasty, that.
Then there’s the rain.
You know, all summer co-workers bemoaned the fact we work in a basement, bereft of sunlight. Seems they’re perfectly content to work underground this time of year–‘we won’t miss a thing,’ they say. Hmft, won’t miss a thing. Sure, rain day after day may seem rather dull; but there’s something magical about a good rainfall in the autumn. It’s the perfect backdrop for the good stuff.
And let’s not forget the rainbows.
There’ve been a lot of uncertainties floating about as of late–those related to jobs, the government, world affairs, sickness. Some take aim directly at me; others are not my stories to tell. Yet, because of it all, I began to feel a bit blue. You know how it is, one minute you’re fine, the next you just want to curl up and nap for a week or so. But last Saturday morning I awoke to pink seeping through the blinds. I peeked to find the most spectacular rainbow. Seriously, this photo does not even begin to do it justice. Just like that hope began to rise; and just like that, the rainbow disappeared . . .guess it figured its job was done.
I’d wish you a rainbow just like that, if it didn’t sound so corny. Instead, I’ll wish you something out of the ordinary (in the best possible way), something to make your heart soar and give you hope–maybe you could add a few candles in there somewhere, definitely a sweet treat or two.
Warm, happy weekend wishes to you!