rainy days

August 1, 2018

The rain is coming down hard and matching my mood today. My flowers and vegetable garden are loving it. I guess in a way, so am I. Rainy days are often the best, aren’t they? Especially if you get to be at home, just enjoying the sound of the drops. I’d kind of thought of doing a video garden tour this afternoon, but the rain changed that plan. Our porch has a nice big overhang and at least I can stand under it and get some photos of the rain.

There is a lot on my mind this evening and it’s relaxing to listen to the drops as they pelt the house. Although I always feel for the wild critters…where do they take cover?

This particular rain is driving hard, the kind that is a bit painful if the drops hit you. I mean, not excruciating but you do feel them. And especially if you are a tiny critter, I would imagine.

The way our house is situated on the land and the way that the land is sloped, there is a gully that runs right in front. I think this was a deliberate feature, put in so that the water will be diverted away from the house. As it flows down the land, it goes through a piece of tubing that is attractively covered with rocks and earth, at the very far right on this photo.

The water comes out the other side as it passes in front of the house.

I am pretty sure I’ve not shared this before on the blog, but I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis in 1995. Every day I give thanks that my situation seems to be very mild. If I wake up and I can still see and I can still walk, it is going to be a good day. I’ve lost both of those abilities to varying degrees more than once in the past. It is through modern medicine, taking care of myself, and more than a bit of good fortune, that they were only temporary, few and far between.

I’ve been experiencing a bit of a relapse and I am awaiting the results of an MRI that will tell my neurologist if there is further deterioration to my spinal cord or if this is just a result of an old lesion. Tomorrow morning I will find out.