Calm

At bedtime the world was in turmoil, wind and water and LOUD....by morning the wind had dropped to a stiff breeze,the rain had stopped and it was so QUIET you could hear  the birds singing. I'm grateful for quiet, so grateful, it's balm to the soul.

                          "  Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices
That, if I then had waked after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again; and then in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open, and show riches
Ready to drop upon me, that when I waked
I cried to dream again."            Shakespeare   The Tempest

      Nice enough for a walk up on the moor after collecting our eggs at the farm where newly born calves and budding daffodils herald the spring.  It  was still breezy but with moments of calm when the sun felt warm on our faces ~ bliss!  Jester was beside himself and ran around like a crazy pup with an expression of pure joy...So I'm grateful today for Sunshine, for the good clean air up there that gets you high; for the fabulous views of the bay to the South, the hills to the East and West and the rocky outcrops of the high moors above the North coast and that the great sky above is once again full of birds.
         I'm grateful for the heartstopping green of mosses in the granite hedges. Unshaded by leaves, they flourish and flower before the spring, loving the wetness, tiny perfection.

 Back at home, tomato and chilli seeds have joined the flowers in the propagator today..will we get a good summer to grow and ripen them this year?   It's an act of faith, some you win, some you lose ~ every year a different success and a different failure so it usually pays to plant a good variety.
   I'm grateful for afternoon snoozes too ~ dog and self spark out.  Looks like being fine again tomorrow ~