Monday, September 13, 2010

I'm back

After a week camping in the desert. That was the week before last but then I got a head cold and spent a week coughing up small kittens. Not to mention acclimating again to society and the continuing-to-worsen circus that is my place of employment.

This week it's only baby mice, so things are getting better.

We were going to go camping this weekend (no desert, just somewhere nearby) but the rainstorms have moved in and we deemed it too soggy. I don't mind hiking in the rain, but when you stop and end up sitting in your tent, reading... not so much fun.

Sometimes it's a dryish fall here, but maybe not this year. But it's warm rain, so I don't mind so much. I rode my bike home wednesday and it was wonderful. It wasn't pouring, but it was steady. Everyone was out in raincoats and pants and I was riding home in shorts & a t-shirt and I didn't care. Riding in the rain in the dusk like that, with it so warm and wet you can smell everything, it felt like actively being alive. That's something I have not been feeling often for the last year. Maybe longer. The week in the desert helped wake me up a little. It rained there too.

Out the front of the windshield. Yes, I was completely stopped.
And part of the gorgeous sunset afterwards.


Cookie said...

Why is this post only showing up now?! You better be feeling better, missy.

Alive is a good thing. I'm so glad you're finding that feeling again.


pacalaga said...

you went to burning man?
feel well. I'd about kill to have a bike ride in warm steady rain right now...

Carrie#K said...

Actively alive is a good thing. Coughing up even baby mice? Not so much. Hope by now you're much better!

Reading in a tent in the rain is how I spent my summers as a kid. My Dad loved to camp. I love hotels.