When it rains || #SpilltheBeans #89
Hey, coffee lovers!
Hope you're having a good start of the week!
I'm happy because it's time to spillthebeans once more. Today there's petrichor and coffee in the air.
Ideally...
When it rains, ideally, I'd love to be surrounded by a flowery landscape open to the horizon. I'd love to see the heavy clouds losing their greyness as they spill over some green and cheerful valley. I'd drink the rain with my eyes while I feel its taste of coffee.
Porch Sitting
I have this memory of my mother and I; I was twelve. We were sitting on the porch, watching the rain fall as we sipped our coffee slowly.
At the time, it seemed enough to create instant magic. We just watched the rain; not a word was spoken for a good while, and it was pure contemplation, I thought, though I had no idea about what was in my mom’s mind. I watched her serene countenance, and it created a parenthesis from reality. In my town, time stopped.
Sitting on the porch wasn't something my mother approved of. To her, it was like people might think we were spying on our neighbors; it was “bad manners.” Our porch was for occasional or unexpected visitors, or a place to sit for a while when it was too hot inside the house, also a place to hang out while we had our afternoon coffee. When that afternoon coffee was accompanied by the sound of the pouring rain and the empty street and the empty square, oh, that was so nice. In my neighborhood, the afternoon rain was a spell to quiet the street.
That quietness and a porch surrounded by an empty street and some greenery here and there created that cozy feeling I crave every time it rains and I'm too busy to allow myself to stop along with time as in this memory that now seems to belong to a lost era, when porch sitting was still a thing.
So to accompany my coffee & rain, I'm now content with a book and some quiet company.
Blue?
If the rain makes me sad, I couldn't tell. Whenever I'm in the shelter of my home or some safe, covered place, the rain calms my spirit so much that you could well mistake it for sadness. My countenance relaxes; my gaze is lost in the opaque wall of water and if there be any worry in me, it'd wander so slowly through my mind that my heart wouldn't be disturbed.
It's raining. Time just stands still. Nothing to worry about. Not now.
When it rains for me and my cup of coffee, I'd say that what I feel is more similar to love, that kind of love with which we show our gratefulness for the gift of life.
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Rain is very relaxing, especially at night when silence takes over the city and the eyes prepare to face a new day.
A coffee on a rainy afternoon only means: Relax and watch life go by with flavor and aroma.
Thanks for sharing your experience with us.☕
Good day.
I totally agree with you 😌
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I love your thoughtful reflection on the feeling of rain.The way you connect it to calmness,contemplation,and even a sense of gratitude is insightful.It's a beautiful perspective.
Thank you so much for that lovely reply. I do think we have to take some time and allow ourselves to contemplate life. Amazing insights may come from that.
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Such a lovely and thoughtful post,@marlyncabrera.Thank you for sharing!
Beautifully described entry packed with great reflections. When we are on our own and learn to value the moments of peace, those little things that might seem sad to someone, do comfort and fulfill calm. Coffee, a book and rain in the background what more could you ask for, I see it as picture perfect.
You seem to understand that and to enjoy moments like these yourself ❤️ I wish I can always have that, specially when the rain is pouring gently; no thunder or lightning... And all the better if the coffee is great!
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And it is in those moments that we contemplate the small and simple things of life, of what surrounds us. I particularly love the rain and reading you reminds me that connecting with ourselves is something we should do more often. Thank you for your reflection
The memory of drinking coffee with your mother on the porch in the rain is so vibrant 😍! Just reading your words gave me a sense of calm and happiness ☕️
Sitting outside somewhere dry with a hot mug while it pours is one of my fav things in the world. I can totally get the powerful associations it has for you! I'm curious now though, are the thoughts on sitting on the porch being a nosy thing to do something that people in general think there, or was it more of a personal idea of your mother's? I'm like you, I find more interest in the peace and clouds than whatever else is going on haha!
Hey, @grindan 😸 So nice to see you 💜
I'm thrilled that you found that memory soothing. It makes my day!
About your question, well, actually, there were several neighbors and people in the city, in general, who used to stand on their porches and even on the sidewalks on the threshold of their doors just to see what the neighbors were doing, what time they were leaving or getting home, who was entering whose house--and how late 🙄😉--, etc... Miss Marple would've fit in here so well and solved a lot of mysteries, hehe. Even now there are still people who sit at the door of their houses just to contemplate "the street," but they are only a few now because the years of insecurity (due to all kinds of crime) almost got to eradicate this custom. I'm with you, I prefer looking at the clouds and trees, feeling the breeze... But it has it's pros and cons, you know; for example, when there's no one watching, the job of burglars is easier.
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Excelente tu café de lluvia
Glad you liked it ❤️ Thanks a lot for stopping by. Have a lovely day ☕