sun shower
Dear Ciara,
There is a sun shower. Through the window at work, I watch the individual droplets catch and refract the light. I love the colours, the little sparkles of blue and pink. And nowāa rainbow. I see it above the building, cutting across the sky like a flock of multicoloured birds. I imagine them as herons or another species of waterbird, revelling in the cool and refreshing downpour.
Iām sorry that I havenāt written in a while. There is almost too much happening. Work has been beyond stressfulāboth for The Organist and meāand we have been spending most afternoons packing for our upcoming move. Only a few more days to go now. While I am beyond excited for the move, I am nervous for the actual physical act of moving. I am particularly nervous about moving The Organistās organ. It is his pride and joy, yet an absolute monster to shift around. Our removalist is confident everything will be fine, but I am holding my breathā¦
A friend told me that moving house is one of the most stressful experiences a person will go through in their life. That is how I am feeling: an absolute ball of stress. Thankfully, this will likely be the last move for a while. For the moment, I just have to continue to weather this ālimboā phase that I am in.
I am choosing to hold onto excitement for my garden. I cannot wait to get my hands stuck into the dirt again, and Iām excited to write about it too. I have so many plans, and other than money, there will be no restrictions as to what I can do.
The song for today is:
Wall of Sound ā Charli XCX
The perfect song to listen to during a sun shower.
Love,
The Gardener