Puddles

Saturday morning rain falling on the tarmac. All is still. Worker cars parked in front of my window. Silence. Stillness. Quiet. There are three white cars, two grey and a deep blue car parked outside my window. The roses petals are falling off he bush and thee are two little birds underneath the bush itself. A bird on the rooftop, no wind at all, Silence. Puddles on the tarmac road and the blinds are still down in the hospital wing. I am awake, heading for a refill of my coffee and watch the 'boob tube' for some news. A quiet Saturday morning. Coffee hot and tasty. Feet up....a new day begins. Have yourself a good day all day doing what you want to do, a little of what you have to do, and choose happy hours to make your day the best one yet. Be good, be wise, be gentle, be YOU. Hugs to all.