Rain at last

The rain finally arrived last night and continued throughout most of today.  There is a hatch over the V-berth and the rain was falling on it, making a wonderful comforting sound.  There is nothing quite like a lazy rainy day.  A few thunderstorms moved through and the wind rose to move through the rigging.  I checked to make sure that the anchor was holding us.  Other than that,  I slept deeply and without dreams.

This morning the old dog needed to go for her walk on the beach.  She and I took a long walk in the misting rain.  She likes this weather, having a good double coat that keeps her dry.  When we got back to the boat, we all enjoyed breakfast,  read some, and later took a nap. 

All too soon, it was time to head back to the marina.  I could stay another week out.  This life suits me, being part vagabond and mostly loner.  But there are things to do at home.  It's time to plant in the garden, putting in peppers, eggplants, tomatoes, and cucumbers.  The screened porch needs to be cleaned of pollen which will run like a yellow river when hosed off.  And this week, I am having to study for my Marine Communications System exam.  Life is calling, and it's time to get back to the reality of it. 

For the few days that I have spent on the boat, I feel cleansed and free.  The distress of the last few weeks has left me.  My spirit is renewed, just as I imagine that the plants are refreshed with the rain.  The dust has settled on the dirt road heading to the house.  The leaves are washed and the wind has shaken out the last of the oak leaves that fall every spring.  Every living thing needs a time of renewal, whether it is from rain or from having a few days to get away and live a fantasy life.