Monday, April 20, 2009
Of Coffee and Rain...
Today, as I was sipping my first cup of coffee, I checked the weather for-cast. Apparently, we are getting a total estimated two weeks of rain. April was a little late with her showers, considering this is the first sign of rain all month. There is something about sitting beside a window, a favorite mug of coffee, and rain trickling down the sill that gets me. I love rain. I love coffee. Another marriage made in heaven, or at least a first date.
Rain makes me think, and nothing goes better with thinking, than coffee. When I sit and sip I think of what rain can mean. To me, rain cleans things: air (which smells gorgeous just after the rain), earth, pavement...the list goes on. After the rain passes, the sky breaks out into the most brilliant blue you will ever see- nothing can really match it. Artists try to capture it with paint, people try to capture it with pictures, the ocean tries to capture it with reflections...but no matter how hard we try, we cannot contain that unattainable colour of blue, a blue sky that has been washed free by a natural shower. Two sounds that make this little apartment cozy this morning would have been the coffee maker running in harmony to the sound of the windy rain blustering about outside. I like to think they were singing to eachother.