It’s been a rainy couple of days. On and off, a storm here or there. More rain coming this week. But that’s fine. I love the rain. And LOVE thunderstorms! The energy and the aliveness of it, the smell and the coziness. So much energy, even in the naps and grayness of it. But rainy, stormy Sundays are the absolute best! Just being. Just absorbing the stillness, the laziness. Don’t DO anything, no chores, no appointments. Put them off. Piddling is ok. Just drifting and blending everything, enjoying living. So many songs and stories written about lazy Sundays. Those who feel it know. It’s time to recharge, rest, recoup. Not to get ready for the coming week or make preparations (even though most of us do). But do it last minute. Delay as long as you can. Squeeze every last drop out of a long, slow, rainy Sunday.