Grey and wet day today, and cold with it. I have a feeling that the seasons have somehow realigned themselves, and choose to give us a different season’s weather every day. We’ve had a few days of summery weather around Easter time, so now we are having the autumnal weather. Or is it spring? Or even winter?? Today’s cold has felt like winter, but the luscious greenery has reminded me that it is still spring.
Still, I suppose the changes in the weather help to keep things fresh. Different and new.
And I can’t complain about the rain. All that movement, all that energy around in abundance, touching everything – connecting everything.
My senses are all in use in the rain: touch, smell, hearing, taste and sight. Now that is a connection.
Inside and out.
Grey, wet and cold, with a favourable outlook, as always.
And I feel good too.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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