There is a heavy mist this morning, maybe a sprinkle.
Our household of three are sitting on the porch enjoying the fresh air.
I can feel the cold droplets on my shoulders and see them in Maddie’s fur.
I have said I want a covered porch, but this morning I am happy enjoying nature up close and personal.
My hair will be a frizzy mess, I keep wiping the screen of my phone and there is a chill down my spine once in a while from the cold mist.
But I’m not moving just yet.
The air is fresh, I’m inhaling deep to refill my lungs with pure nature washed air.
Listening to the birds chirping, no doubt taking a bath, rinsing their feathers of the every day dust.
I can hear the water dripping from the eaves of the house into a puddle by the porch. A splattering sound and it hits a dead leaf. Very calming. Maybe that’s what is lulling Maddie into a nap on the porch.
An occasional vehicle drives by, but the 2 seconds of engine roar fades quickly and is replaced by nature’s sounds once more.
Nature always takes over.
Nature has a way of cleaning itself of toxins, rebirthing the oceans, rivers, lakes and grounds.
We must be careful not to be one of those toxins. We must care for our home planet. Nourish it. Or nature may take us over.
It has always fascinated me how a deserted building, no matter how big and strong, can be taken over by nature.
She seems to wrap her arms around the invasion and absorb it. Allowing plants and animals to move back in.
We are mere renters here.
We own nothing.
We are allowed to live here as long as we tend our space with love and respect.
Everything in moderation.
This mist, the quiet of nature is reminding me how fortunate we really are to be here.
I am comforted by the green around me, the clean crisp air and the feel of wet cleansing water.
A few moments of becoming one with nature.
Lorene