I completely appreciate this being English/Irish. I now live in the sunny south of Spain and find that here the rain becomes a precious time for staying in and relaxing, I have a different appreciation for rain having lived here a while now.
Beautiful. And - speaking as an Englishman typing this in North London on a grey, flat Tuesday afternoon - there really nothing like the feeling of warm sunlight hitting you as it breaks through a crack in the clouds. Never should it be taken for granted. 🌞
In India we take the sun for granted. Often it can be quite strong and difficult to endure. But mornings and evenings are beautiful. I will now see a clear sky as a huge gift. Thanks for your writing
After a lifetime in the Great Basin, where it is sunny more than 300 days a year and is a prime location for solar panels, just a few cloudy days will send me into a funk. A patch of blue sky makes me yearn to jump into the car and drive around any number of mountains to reach that far-off place. I can't imagine living where it's overcast so much of the time. Even an autumn road trip to Oregon with my family one year filled me with an increasing malaise. Bless you for this lovely piece and its homage to our life-affirming star.
These stanzas about the sun make me think of our remote ancestors. In winter when the sun went away they would sacrifice animals and even humans asking for its return. They thought that the gods were angry with them. They were often afraid that that was it for the sun. Now we know better, but still we celebrate having the sun in the spring and we do not usually like cloudy days.. It is always better a blue sky than gray skies. Good read!
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When I lived in Colorado, I relished each rainy day. Finally, I could stay indoors and get stuff done, without guilt, without the pull of the sun, enticing me outdoors. But now that I live in the exact opposite climate, in Ireland, I grow weary of the indoor life, the constant filing of my possessions, the parade of dishes and meals and dishes. I yearn for eating outdoors, whenever hunger strikes, without plates, and leaving the crumbs for the birds. And now, when the sun does rear its lovely head, I can’t count on the fact that it will be a “sunny day” thereafter. It is a sunny moment, and I better drop everything and get out there now, because rain is sure to follow! The most annoying thing to me is when the sun appears from behind the wall of clouds 10 minutes before it sets. Oh well, maybe we will see it for a few minutes tomorrow!
I completely appreciate this being English/Irish. I now live in the sunny south of Spain and find that here the rain becomes a precious time for staying in and relaxing, I have a different appreciation for rain having lived here a while now.
Beautiful. And - speaking as an Englishman typing this in North London on a grey, flat Tuesday afternoon - there really nothing like the feeling of warm sunlight hitting you as it breaks through a crack in the clouds. Never should it be taken for granted. 🌞
In India we take the sun for granted. Often it can be quite strong and difficult to endure. But mornings and evenings are beautiful. I will now see a clear sky as a huge gift. Thanks for your writing
Germany has this problem as well and I learned after the 2nd year of living there that I needed to watch my Vitamin D intake.
You are brave. But it's good to learn to live , adjust to what you have rather than strain to escape it. Good job family!
The sun is an event.. so beautiful ☀️
After a lifetime in the Great Basin, where it is sunny more than 300 days a year and is a prime location for solar panels, just a few cloudy days will send me into a funk. A patch of blue sky makes me yearn to jump into the car and drive around any number of mountains to reach that far-off place. I can't imagine living where it's overcast so much of the time. Even an autumn road trip to Oregon with my family one year filled me with an increasing malaise. Bless you for this lovely piece and its homage to our life-affirming star.
These stanzas about the sun make me think of our remote ancestors. In winter when the sun went away they would sacrifice animals and even humans asking for its return. They thought that the gods were angry with them. They were often afraid that that was it for the sun. Now we know better, but still we celebrate having the sun in the spring and we do not usually like cloudy days.. It is always better a blue sky than gray skies. Good read!
By the way, I invite you to read my poetry. You might find some poems interesting and thus worthy of your time. If you think that this is something that you would follow, please become as paid subscriber if if it within your financial means.
When I lived in Colorado, I relished each rainy day. Finally, I could stay indoors and get stuff done, without guilt, without the pull of the sun, enticing me outdoors. But now that I live in the exact opposite climate, in Ireland, I grow weary of the indoor life, the constant filing of my possessions, the parade of dishes and meals and dishes. I yearn for eating outdoors, whenever hunger strikes, without plates, and leaving the crumbs for the birds. And now, when the sun does rear its lovely head, I can’t count on the fact that it will be a “sunny day” thereafter. It is a sunny moment, and I better drop everything and get out there now, because rain is sure to follow! The most annoying thing to me is when the sun appears from behind the wall of clouds 10 minutes before it sets. Oh well, maybe we will see it for a few minutes tomorrow!
yes… it has been a long grey winter in west wales and a little sun has to go a long way 🔆
Beautiful
I love the shadow of the plant and the colors of this piece. Your artwork is so inspiring.
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Smile.
I am so glad I take time in my busy day to read your thoughts and remind me to take nothing for granted. Thank you.
There should be a we ord that combines gratitude and beauty. I would use it to describe this essay.