Hi there! I’m back from camping and should be back to posting daily for a while. I hope you enjoy this little poem inspired by some of the weather on my trip.
There is something
About waking up to rain
Pitter-pattering over your head,
Wind whipped canvas
Shaking all around you,
Scent of damp grass finding its way
Into your tent, listening
To the lashings of the gale,
And checking your watch to see that it’s still only 4am;
Then snuggling into a warm, dry
Sleeping bag and drifting off
Til the dawn light starts
To whisper in around you,
That just
Makes you feel peaceful;
And alive.
A Teacup Full of Stories 