Rainy Day Magic

I am a pluviofile.

For as long as I can remember I have loved cloudy, rainy days. Even as a child, I never felt cheated because it rained during PE or recess time. On the contrary, I quietly rejoiced because it meant indoor activities such as drawing, coloring, a filmstrip, or reading time. Worst case scenario, the teacher would make us play an indoor game such as Seven Up; even this was infinitely better than PE or recess.

I have also lived my entire life in climates where sunshine is far more prevalent than clouds and rain. Born in Las Vegas, I grew up in both southern California and deep south Texas. Glaring hot sun against vivid blue skies was the norm. As a kid I did not make the connection between rainy days and mental/emotional rest. I just knew it meant I didn’t have to do sports or navigate the social pressure of the playground.

Thus, cloudy rainy days represent rest, a break from the oppressive heat and glare of the sun. On days like this I feel as though I have cosmic permission to be lazy, sit on my couch watch television and crochet on my latest project. It absolutely NEVER crosses my mind to do housework or other chores on rainy days. Why would I work on a day of rest? That makes no more sense than turning down a gift or saying no to dessert.

So, I don’t know what you will be doing today, but the sky is overcast and rain is forecast…you know where I’ll be and what I’ll be doing.

Peace and Love,


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