... I wish I was snoring....
How much rain is Brisbane having right now? For those of you not here in Brissie, it has been downright torrential all day, with a hard wind to go with it. I mean BUCKETING down.
I woke up this morning and thought it was kind of weird because it was still dark. I opened my curtains (I have those good rubber backed curtains that keep out lots of light) and was amazed at how intense it was outside. It felt apocalyptic. I'm sure I sat at the bus stop waiting for four horsemen to ride by.
However, despite the rain being somewhat intense, I love it. I love that the temps are dropping, I love the cozy, close feel of the world when it is really raining hard, I love the soft light of a rainy day, and most of all I love that sound. It's just the most delicious sound in the world.
The only bummer is that of course, it's raining on a week day, when I have to go to work. I just want to stay at home, curl up in bed with a book and a mug of hot chocolate, read and doze and daydream all soggy day long.
Instead I have to schlepp into work, sit at my desk with the hems of my pants all wet, listening to all that delicious wind and rain outside being wasted on a work day.
But one thing that has amused me all day are all the abandoned, broken umbrellas all over the city. Every rubbish bin has one, and a lot of them have blown all over the place. I saw a lot of people carrying broken ones too. This is because people buy cheap ones because they forgot to bring one, and inevitably they fall to bits on the first wind. Then they blow all over the city like this poor lost lonely guy:
This photo was in the Brisbane Times this evening. I like it, poor, lost, lonely, broken umbrella.
I've just discovered another lovely thing about wet weather... tonight the frogs are singing!