Drizzle

It’s raining. A light rain on a fall morning. We haven’t had our first brisk day yet. The muggy heat lingers.

I’ve been wiped. My sleep continues to be erratic. My head has been a fog.

In the evenings, we’ve been watching The Four Seasons on Netflix. It’s a dramedy, and “Laughter is the best medicine.” It’s been refreshing. And it is the fall vibe, cozy and crisp.

The leaves don’t turn here. The leaves of the hardwoods fall. And the pines are evergreen. The sky is often gray. The sunlight slants in golden sunsets. It is quiet. The earth stills.

And I breathe.

Inhale.

Exhale.