Yesterday it was grey, the temperatures were in the mid 60's, and it the sky was drizzly.
I love the rain so much. It makes me feel so good. It soothes my soul more than I could ever describe.
Walking through the dampened downtown streets, talking to random street walkers for brief moments was purely magical.
I know it has to warm up again, but Autumn magic is on her way. September 22nd is the first day of Autumn. I love the feeling of coats and warm covers; reading books and watching informative TV shows.
I especially like Smoggie Catt seems to be enjoying the outside. I leave the backdoor cracked and she keeps going out, smelling the crisp outside air.
This Summer has been great. I'm thankful for everyone who was a part of it, but I strive in the grey rains. Bring it Portland; bring the magic.
OOohhhh and I found a really magical acorn on the walk home last night. Probably the most magical one since arriving here.
Okay now I need to get dressed to go volunteer for MusicFestNW and I need to find some coffee. Definitely need to find some coffee; my thoughts feel scattered and I'm feeling too mellow to do real work.
