37. the gift of time

yesterday's rain was, of course, the best kind of rain. . . the kind that falls on a day when i'd just as soon stay in bed a little longer, 
write on my journal, 

read my book (and i am amassing a lot, lately.  bwahahaha!)  

amidst my treasure, put my feet up, take my cuppa folgers hot with my chocnuts, 

and look out my capiz windows which i open just a little, tiny bit to see where my morning songs are coming from. . .

 

 

all these i do slowly, complacently, contentedly. . . knowing i have in my hands, the most precious thing of all - time.

ilysm!  i know you know it!  ♥ ♥ ♥