It’s been raining here for two days now. That ain’t stopping me tho!
Yo Rain, Cash me ousside, how bow dat?
I went to kick this storm in the butt. I walked out in the mist, defying all the horrific thoughts that stormed in my head about some monster jumping out of the mist to attack me. I calmed myself whenever I walked into a set of tangling trees whose branches are having an endless orgy for years. I calmed myself away from the idea that a beast might be lingering and I’m disturbing its natural habitat, especially when I hear them beasts of owls and wolves and foxes and other wild animals calling for something so loudly at nights all over the valley. Fortunately, all I ever found is countless tiny frogs jumping right and left as I walk by. I guess I squished hundreds or thousand of them, those who weren’t fast enough to hop to safety. I don’t think I’l be trying cooked frog legs any time soon.
My weather-defying journey began at noon. The mist was thick I barely saw a stone’s throw away from me. Droplets of rain hit my head and face but I was nonchalant. I had no jacket on, and as I was descending into the valley I received a messaged notifying me that I have no more credit or data credit in my phone line. My phone was obsolete but for taking pictures. In case anything bad happened, I am on my own. I went down even more till I reached the lowest point, the enormous field of quince that gets buried in water every winter. I took shelter from the rain a web of low trees until it got clear again. It was a maze in there like a setting from a horror movie, not a romantic maze where lovers meet and kiss at the end of it. I was lost. I walked and ran and sat in desperation for the rain to stop. I had no mean to call anyone but my voice which would be swallowed by the size of the area. I walked and walked until I found a newly opened road which I followed to safety all soaking wet and tired. Soaked indeed, but happy and thrilled. I got back home, boiled some water to shower (yes, we don’t have a water heater yet up here in Hardine) and sipped on a herbal drink spiked with honey flavored Jack Daniels.
The weather is not being our friend this week. We had cancelled Saturday’s event in fear of rain and wind that didn’t stop all day. I’m fine with that. I had the chance to enjoy a bit of winter again towards the end of spring before the temperature rises again to sticky sweat season. I curl up again covered in a thick blanket with a book in hand and a hot drink by my side and life has never been better.
Dear weather. You can mess with me as much as you want, but you will never win!
In an attempt to chase away the rainy clouds, I prepared myself a little bowl of sunshine. I used whatever I had on hand here in this old house. Therefore there’s no chia seeds, no flax seeds or any of those Instagram superfoods. This bowl made me radiate from the inside and be full of energy yet it only drove more clouds and wind into the space above my head. Hadn’t I had this before my adventure, I would have crumbled down under the weather and had frogs taking my body as their homes as I wither away.
Damn that bubble I live in is getting worse by the day! I love it!!! 😍
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Beautiful hardine … That tree reminds me of life in all its stages for some reason ! Glad that you had such a wonderful time despite the storm ! I am in love with storms ❤
Storms are wonderful when you’re in a safe place. It was marvelous to walk into the fog
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