Well, not literally, but this morning, I could not get my body out of bed. The birds warned us... they knew what was coming. Did you notice how crazy the birds were acting yesterday. They were squawking for hours. My bedroom window lay open as the cool breeze circled around my body, but the birds were the only thing on my mind. This has happened before – change in weather, change in seasons. But I like the rain. I like the way it lightly taps your shoulders as if playing a game with you, a cool drop here, a cooler drop there, rushing you to get inside, to stay dry. And today I have things scheduled, no excuse to stay in bed.
I'm visiting my friend's store, Terra Cottage, to discuss greeting cards. What is in a card that make people want to buy it? I'm all about seeing poetry in visuals. If something is very poetic but simple and clean, I will buy it. Let me know your thoughts, as I am curious to see why other people buy greeting cards.
In closing, something to think about on this rainy day...
"Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy [Wednesday] afternoon."
- Susan Ertz
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