Due to the mild winter the arrival of rain is heralded. The dry dusty earth takes a deep drink of the life giving element. Every tree, plant and flower seems to stretch their limbs in a wave offering to savor each drop.
For me there is "no joy in Mudville" when it comes to rain. My body signals the change in barametric pressure long before the Weather Channel satelite. I feel every incision, and surgical clip, muscle and joint.
Prayer, medication yoga and lavender is used as the formula to bring it all under control. That and family and friends who will drag me out of bed when my get up amd go has got up and went.
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