I love a steamy, stormy day. Overcast and gray. Hazy tree tops. It's dark in the house.

I love the sun, don't get me wrong. But part of me enjoys the repose in the absence of it's energy.

Especially here in the trees. Everything rests and awaits the storms. Succumbing to the winds and much needed rains.

And all I wish is to oblige nature, staying inside and sitting by the window with a book. Sipping tea and listening to the thunder, wind through the leaves and rain. It calms my sleepy, drained spirit.

Thanks to the Earth, mother of all that I know.