Today is one of those overcast, drizzly Saturday mornings when dogs who don’t like to get their feet wet balk, then reluctantly tiptoe like entitled snobs out to greet the grass with morning tinkles as the droplets off the roof at the corner of the eave beat down like a hand drum onto the upturned blue bucket beneath. It’s the kind of day an introverted reader relishes from a too-soft channel quilted chair by a window, next to the dim lamplight of gray morning, the kind of day those Cat in the Hat kids could only endure until the cat showed up with his two Things. But no cat with surprises is needed here, not today in all the golden silence of a rainy morning while the coffee is hot and Small Things Like These by Claire Keegan and Whistler by Ann Patchett await and the dogs’ feet have dried enough to curl up in the chair in a room recently decorated to welcome autumn with cozy throws, a menagerie of mums, and a blend of buttery pumpkin potpourri emanating from the table, blending with the scent of coffee poured from the piping glass pot into a shiny ceramic mug, the clinking of the stirring of a spoon heralding the morning in the same way church chimes of Rockport, Massachusetts echo all through the town to remind us of our daily blessings. Pour a cup and come read with me.
On a Rainy Saturday When Fall is In the Air
embracing fall vibes ~
olive greens and oatmeal creams
burnished burnt umbers
I’m happily sipping my coffee and my girl is finally home. She was delayed with all that weather yesterday trying to fly home. Her boy missed her. Your post was comforting to wake up to.
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Thank you, Margaret! It’s my favorite time of year. I’m so ready for cooler weather that I’m sitting on a mountain in North Georgia where it is 69 degrees and not humid at all – – wifi is a challenge, but the weather is worth it. Take care, and I’m raising my mug of coffee to you in solidarity cheers, sipping with a friend in spirit.
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Right now, the sun is up and I’ve done aquacize, yoga and a long walk, but our time is coming later today and tomorrow and I will join your reading party that sounds delightful. Your description, “cozy throws, a menagerie of mums, and a blend of buttery pumpkin potpourri emanating from the table, blending with the scent of coffee poured from the piping glass pot into a shiny ceramic mug” will send me to get the fall pillows out before the rain arrives!!!! Enjoy
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Anita, pillows and rain and reading just bring about a sense of inner bliss. Keep turning the pages, friend! Thanks for reading.
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