Elizabeth David, the food writer, once summed up the difference in how we Irish look at weather thus "... what the Irish describe as a nice soft day, the Scots as a bit mixed, and I as a hurricane..." Well, it wasn't quite hurricane conditions- just wet and a little windy when I walked the dogs this morning. I spent the time thinking about how much beauty there is in small things. Marks in the mud, the few leaves that have fallen, water droplets hanging on to seed heads, spiderwebs, and lichen on treetrunks. It soothes the soul a little to appreciate the details.
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