A Soft Day

I needed to clean the gutters today. I needed to clean the gutters weeks ago, before the rain started. But, I didn't, so today was the day. Autumn left today to fly to CA to visit friends, so where as it is better to have two people do gutters, one to hold the ladder while the other ascends the contraption, I ventured out on my own.

It has been a 'soft day' today. That's what the Brits call a nice gentle rain. By the time I got outside, it was just misting. It was rather warm to boot which was nice as well. I got the ladder and hose and climbed up and started the task at hand. It really didn't take to long, and it was kind of fun doing it. I even got to climb up on the carport roof. When I was standing on the roof, I looked around. A much different vantage point up there. Looking down on bushes of changing color was quite a sight, they were so full and bushy, bright and vivid color. It was quiet save the occasional song of a bird. I should have made tea and enjoyed the rooftop experience. Dale and I did that once when we lived in the mountains and had to shovel the roof laden with snow.

We got quite a bit of snow there and a couple times during the winter we would find ourselves on the roof shovelling away. It always looked so beautiful from on top of the house. The trees with their heavy snow bows, an assortment of snowmen and a trail of footprints leading to the woods. While Dale finished the task, I climbed down to make the tea. I put it in a thermos, grabs some mugs and called the girls. We climbed up and sat on the roof top, drinking the steaming tea and just visited, while our noses ran. It was lovely.

Today felt like that. A cozy day, a task done and for me the reward of cocoa, a fire in the stove, candles lit and Pollyanna to watch. And now there is the gift of rolling thunder overhead. It has been a good day.