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There is something extra magical about a fall storm.
The kids are asleep, the windows are open and the wind and rain are making me giddy. I am curled up on my bed with a large mug of hot cocoa and tucked into my book. I haven't read for so long. Since before Faye was born. Somehow all my time is used up. But I have been relishing this quiet afternoon.
I used to devour books. I read anything I could get my hands on. But that hasn't happened for a long time. Which makes me sad. There is nothing like getting lost in a book. Becoming the heroine or hero. Traveling to distant lands, thinking new thoughts. I decided today, I am going to read one book a month. This month, a classic by my favorite author. Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury. Just to get into the Halloween Spirit. Next month the pre school moms and I are going to read Frankenstein by Mary Shelley and have a fun little book club to eat and talk, and watch the old movie. I am very excited. And even if it doesn't work out, I am still going to read the book. Again.
But now, I have to get up and get ready. The rain inspired a visit from some dear friends of ours. They will be arriving this evening, so I need to get a rhubarb pie baked, and the patio cleaned up from the preschool mayhem so we can eat and visit listening to the rain and watching the lightning storm. Have I mentioned how much I LOVE having a covered patio? I am seriously thinking about moving my reading chair out there. Nothing could be sweeter. Reading in the wind and rain and snow, but bundled up nice and warm in my blanket. *sigh*
I always feel like a child when the weather turns like this. Perhaps that is why I love it so much. But when Jeffrey gets home from work we are going to kiss in the rain. Very unchild like. We would dance, but my ankle isn't quite ready for it yet. Anyway, snogging in the rain will entirely make up for it, so no worries there. We will dance in another rain storm.
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