Gratitude, gratitude, gratitude

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The drought is breaking over Texas as we move into an El Niño weather pattern. Our traditional afternoon showers are blowing in from the Gulf, and the rain will last maybe 30 minutes. A good shower to soften the parched earth.

There is something significant in the perfume of rain on dry ground. It is the essence of growth, the quenching of the thirsty plants, the good water that they need to thrive. They do so much better with natural rain, than the city water full of chlorine.

Today I am grateful for rain, the humidity that makes me sweat out the toxins from daily life, the damp air that makes my hair riotously curly. That heavy sweet air that makes me lazy, and relaxed. There is no rushing in 90% humidity.

People ask me all the time, “how do you take that heat and humidity?” I tease that I’ve grown a small gill behind my ear. The truth is, I’ve been here since 1988, and the humidity and I have become pals. I breath it in like the smell of home. The dry air no longer agrees with me. Altitude gives me a nose bleed. I am an official swamp dweller, and I like it. Sea level agrees with me, and the rain is wonderful.

I’m grateful for my home. I’m grateful for being. It is a good day to be alive.

Happy Sunday, my friends. Hug up your loved ones and enjoy your week.

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