Sometimes our days don’t work out quite as we planned. Last night I was on a good roll and planned to finish stenciling the final vines on my garage wall. After Benoît, my son, went to school this morning, I wandered out to start playing with my paints.
Within minutes, a gentle rain started. So I packed up all and headed back inside.
But the outside beckoned me, and back I went to spend some time reading in my favourite wicker chair and listening to some good music. This is the view I see from my chair as I look toward the garden.
So now I sit and figure out what else I need to do to my wall. Here is a picture (below) of one part of the wall that is pretty much finished.
It is kind of fun just having a day without stenciling. I am reading a wonderful novel by Kate Pullinger, A Little Stranger, and I’m listening to one of my all-time favourite songs by Simon & Garfunkel, The Only Living Boy in New York.
I get the news I need on the weather report.
I can gather all the news I need on the weather report.
Hey, I’ve got nothing to do today but smile.
Da-n-da-da-n-da-da-n-da-da here I am
The only living boy in New York
Half of the time we’re gone but we don’t know where,
And we don’t know here.
Tom, get your plane right on time.
I know you’ve been eager to fly now.
Hey let your honesty shine, shine, shine
Like it shines on me
Here’s to slow, lazy rainy days and savouring these simple moments.