Have you ever had your desires of wanderlust ripped from your life and you found yourself forced to stop doing what you enjoy? Even if temporary, it feels horribly frustrating as you go through acclimatization and adjust to the temporary recovery station in life.
Whenever I get fed up with life I love to go wandering in nature. – Andrea Arnold
That’s how I’ve felt for almost 3 weeks now, since my bike crash. But, the good news is each day, I’m feeling better, and stronger, and more like giving a laugh a try. Laughing is one of those things that require the use of my rib cage, aka, the body part of me still in healing mode. I’ve missed laughing the most.
Whatever our wandering our happiness will always be found within a narrow compass, and in the middle of the objects more immediately within our reach. – Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton
Today, I’m so excited, I’m going to give driving my car a try. The cooped up feelings of being stuck in the house and not out and about on the roads have to be given a break. It is time to refresh and wash them away. Those building feelings of being trapped remind me of how summer storm clouds build to the point of needing a release.
As the storm rolled in yesterday, it was accompanied by a sudden downpour with hail. Watching it fall to the ground seemed a foreign sight. We haven’t had much rain in the past 3 weeks.
Without the rain, I’ve enjoyed time to sit out on our patio and talk with the Mr. I’ve been okay, the yard has been okay, but the cornfield, not so much. So I’m sure the stalks appreciated the rain yesterday.
I’ve remained positive by going outside daily to check on the flowers in the yard. I’ve enjoyed the freedom to walk about at my slower pace, and admire the flowers, and the thistle weeds that have been able to thrive.
The birds, the bees, and the butterflies have appreciated the perseverance of the plants. It has been a joy watching them fly around the yard and stop at each flower. Yeah, I’ve been moving that slow that I notice them doing so. It’s frankly a nice change of pace.
Wandering re-establishes the original harmony which once existed between man and the universe. – Anatole France
The grass has acclimated to no rain by going dormant – it’s crunchy and not shoe-free or paws-to-the-ground friendly. Copper doesn’t want to walk on it, he watches me from the deck or begs to be carried around. He’s smart that way.
My flowers and the areas around our bird baths remain green and lush with the help of my watering. The sudden downpour was likely shocking to them. I’ve been gentle with my watering. Oh, my, that reminds me I haven’t the heart yet to check to see if the flowers survived the storm yesterday. I’ll do that later.
As the rain continued, the ground reacted to it in rejection mode. It couldn’t absorb it fast enough. The fury of the rain told it, “Sorry, a summer storm has no rules, adjust or not, it’s gonna happen…”
And if that’s not enough, the storm left behind a peek into winter to wake us up to how fast the seasons change around here. The hail had turned into a small pile of snow on the corner of the deck…
Holy shit…I sure hope my ribs heal fully before the snow flies!
PS – What awe-inspiring changes have happened in your life that now in retrospect you appreciate that they happened?
Love the wandering quote. For better or worse, life sometimes makes sure we slow down. Hope you feel better soon!
Thank you, Rebecca, I appreciate your words of encouragement!!
I love the photos of the rain.
Thank you!!
Glad you are feeling better. We haven’t had rain in a while which doesn’t help since there are fires all up and down our state. Great pictures as usual.
Thank you, your encouragement is appreciated!! I hope you get rain, soon, too!
I’m glad you’re feeling better every day. That storm looked awesome–I love massive rainstorms in the summer. You’re right–they’re so freeing. I listen for the flowers slurping away.
Thank you! I agree with you, storms are so intriguing!