Sunshine came softly...

Oh, I used to adore Donovan...

but then I was only 11 years old at the time.

Today we have sunshine AND it's Bank Holiday Weekend.

One of nature's perverse little tricks?

I'm preparing my outfit for tomorrow:

Just in case.

Happy Saturday!

“The richness of the rain made me feel safe and protected."

"I have always considered the rain to be healing -- a blanket -- the comfort of a friend. Without at least some rain in any given day, or at least a cloud or two on the horizon, I feel overwhelmed by the information of sunlight and yearn for the vital, muffling gift of falling water.”

The quotation from Douglas Coupland, author of  Life After God

I was looking for a positive interpretation for the current weather conditions and I believe I found one!

You know me, optimistic, a morning person, leaps out of bed every day at 6.30 or thereabouts to go to see to the horses. But at the moment it's HARD. It's dark at that hour - so dark I can't see the numbers on the padlock to unlock it so have to squeeze round the side of the gate. And it's cold and it's windy and it always seems to be raining.

So thank you, Douglas Coupland, for giving me something different to think about.

And thank you horses, always pleased to see me, waiting by the field gate, calling a greeting, no matter how drenched they are after a long night in the field.

There's no better way to start the day - even in the rain.

The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.

Longfellow...

See, he has a beard so he's bound to say intelligent things - and anyone with a horse on their stamp is absolutely okay by me.

We have the tail end of a hurricane today - 40 mile per hour winds and slashing rain. Nothing compared to what so many have had to endure - so let it rain and let the wind blow.

 I should adopt this laissez-faire philosophy in all areas of my life.

Here I am at the moment at a sort of crossroads...

...battling to bring some sort of order to my life. The more I struggle the more confused I become and the more confused I become the harder I battle, the more lists I write entitled What To Do Next and they don't seem to help at all.

So, how about this? -  'The best thing one can do when confused is be confused.'

Today, I'm officially shutting down my thought processes. They need a holiday.

N.B. This is not a picture of me at circuit training. My hair is much curlier.