Not that I'm complaining, this morning I woke to the most beautiful pitter patter of raindrops tapping along my window accompanied by the rat-a-tat-tat percussion of drips from my down pipe.
I wish I had recorded it, I swear it was like music.
Now normally that rusted down pipe annoys the bejebus out of me but today it was nice to be reminded of my joy for the simple things in life, and that I could either piss and moan about my circumstances or I could try real hard and listen out for the song.
I chose to listen to the song...
And would you look at that, the clouds have parted and the suns come out for a while. Hello blue sky, my old friend.
Hope you can stay a while :)