Wintery Storms

"The best kind of rain, of course, is a cozy and freezing rain. This is the kind the anonymous medieval poet makes me remember, the rain that falls on a day when you'd just as soon stay in bed a little longer, write letters or read a good book by the fire, take early tea with hot scones and jam and look out the streaked window with complacency."

~Susan Allen Toth

Today was lovely, exciting, relaxing, and refreshing all rolled into one. School was dismissed at 11:30, and I was safely on the couch by 12:40. What a fantastic way to celebrate the first full week of work. Can you see the smile on my face?

I started reading The Shack today. I thought I'd share with you a passage, as it describes my day perfectly...

...There is something joyful about storms that interrupts routine. Snow or freezing rain suddenly releases you from expectations, performance demands, and the tyranny of appointments and schedules. And unlike illness, it is largely a corporate rather than individual experience. One can almost hear a unified sigh rise from the nearby city and surrounding countryside where Nature has intervened to give respite to the weary humans slogging it out within her purview. All those affected this way are united by a mutual excuse , and the heart is suddenly and unexpectedly a little giddy. There will be no apologies needed for not showing up to some commitment or other. Everyone understands and shares in this singular justification, and the sudden alleviation of the pressure to produce makes the heart merry...

I hope you had a glistening and sparkly day, too.