Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Today we had a brief rain, but it was encouraging.  The garden sighed in ecstasy.  The dogs were vastly relieved when I got out the leashes.  They even leaped around a bit, like puppies, elderly though they are.  I liked wearing my raincoat and rubber clogs.  I felt like Christopher Robin.  The weather forecast, which is almost always inaccurate speech, was wrong about the duration and amount of rain, but hey, they're only human.  It was the perfect day to talk to my friend up north.  And since she felt the same, that's exactly what we did.  We had semi-serious topics and trivial pursuits.  We were catching up and checking in and witnessing each others lives.  After that connection, I'm ready for a few mundane tasks and dinner preparation and reading in one of the three books I'm currently juggling.  I have a Buddhist book, a memoir and a book about racism as experienced by one very perceptive man.  I can listen to my new Adele CD.  All is right with the world.