I am in love with French rooftops and windows framed with real shutters. A calm will come over me as I gaze out the windows of my apartment following the red and brown roofs and stopping suddenly at a window beyond the green of swaying tree leaves. A window framed by white or brown shutters with white lace curtains hung inside.
It has just begun to rain. The rain makes the roofs deeper in color. I can hear the rain hitting my window and see it falling gently from the sky.
When it rains everything seems more colorful and alive. I can hear the soft sound of the tires passing through the water on the street below our apartment. I can hear thunder. It is a rumbling sound like an upset cat disturbed from it’s nap. The sky isn’t really dark only just a little overcast. The rain is picking up.
I will stop now and take Sweet Bear to the window to watch the rain as I did with my parents as a girl. I have fond memories of sitting on a porch with my parents and brother surrounded by a storm.
I will leave you with this thought. Over this weekend stop to see the beauty in life. Watch the rain drops hitting a puddle, listen to the birds singing or enjoy the feel of the warm sun on your face.
Life is precious and beautiful. Enjoy every moment.