It’s been an interesting morning: WA weather
has proven once again that it operates on schizoid behavior patterns.
The furious uproar woke me around 5 AM, with no hope of recapturing the quickly dampened zzz’s.
So, I got up and started a pot of coffee perking.
And glanced out all the surrounding windows.
I hope the rambunctious winds and pounding raindrops shake all the heavily
blossomed tree limbs free of the pollen-rich blossoms, so I can get outside
at some point. I hate being cooped up; and I’ve been refrained from
outside activities for weeks with the wacky weather.
I’m really feeling the effects of enforced cabin fever. I need fresh air. I need some sort of social interaction. I need unimpeded sunshine warmth – not liquid sunshine!
I need to open some windows and get busy with Spring Cleaning (breathing easy is necessary when using cleaners – even ‘easy-on-the-lungs’ homemade cleaners work best for me, with open windows).
The car needs a through washing – inside, and out.
My life really needs a break from the constant rainfall, and gusty pollination ☹
There was a brief break in the gray clouds for about 5 minutes – the sunlight brightened the rooms … and I was (very briefly) able to admire the effects rain has on my potted flowerpots 😊
The admiration didn’t last long before the Lion was on its wet and snarly rampage again.
I really hope the Lamb
decides to come out and play. Soon.
