A Good Book And A Sweet Lullaby

If you have been following the news of late, you know there was some pretty rough weather in the eastern portion of the U.S.  Here in Lexington there was a storm nearly every day for the past week.  Some of the storms, more than half, made the sky look like night and lightning flashes were so quick and numerous you could almost swear God was using a flashlight to look in your room!

Most of the storms caused damage elsewhere in the state, along with flooding.  The Husband and I are blessed to have an apartment that a) no longer floods; and b) isn’t close enough to a stream for us to worry about serious flooding.  Others around us have, sadly, not been so lucky (not in this apartment complex, though).

The storms are causing me that extra added pain, but, it is summer, and, eventually, things will even out.  Today I’ve watched the thermometer on the back porch go from 80, to 90, to 100 degrees (Fahrenheit).  The shade is beginning to come over the back deck/porch now and the thermometer is reading between 85 and 90.  It was the perfect day to stay inside and vegetate.  Usually the A/C causes me no end of pain and discomfort, but today it was perfect because of the pressure rising.

Last night a storm came in with such force of thunder and lightning I quit trying to play video games or watch television, or even the laptop.  Instead, I collected my Nook, charger, glasses, and headed off to bed.  After actually getting settled in, I was surprised to find The Husband soon following – he doesn’t go to bed early – and he settled in with his phone for a few minutes to play the end of a game we’re both crazy about and I opened the Nook to read more of Changeless, the second book in The Parasol Protectorate series.

Lady Alexia Maccon is now in Scotland with her husband, best friend, sister – whom she despises for her purposeful un-intelligence -, and a host of other characters to discern, if possible, why the werewolves in a specific castle haven’t been able to change into their werewolf form for many months.  Mind you, a lot more is going on, but if I tried even to touch on everything happening, well, there just wouldn’t be space and you might not be encouraged to read it, which I sincerely encourage!  Anyway, as Alexia and her entourage arrived said castle, it was pouring rain.  Outside my window it was pelting rain.  Magically the two worlds eased together and, for the first time in a good while, the novel took on a genuine, grandiose depth in imagination.  Perfection.  I read until my eyes were so heavy I wanted something to prop them open so I could keep reading while the rain sang the sweetest lullaby.  Although I fought the rain’s song the best I could, I finally gave in and, like I used to do when younger, I carefully tucked the Nook/book beside me so it wouldn’t fall into the floor so that, should I wake early, I could pick up where I left off.


About Henrietta Handy

I am a Kentucky mountain girl far from home, perhaps far from the girl years. I am an aspiring writer with a wonderful husband who puts up with this writing and reading addiction I have. He also puts up with all of the yarn and knitting. I have four canine children and a ton of friends I love dearly. I was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis at the age of 2 1/2 and have still managed to have a good life despite all the pain. So, I invite you to join me in this journey and just possibly have fun along the way.
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