A gorgeous morning this to wake up after weeks of harsh sunlight I welcome the dull glow of overcast clouds filtering warm solstice breeze to a more pleasant if not cool wind, thinly woven with rare threads of wet mud scent, indicating perhaps a change in season.
This might be a precursor and maybe it will soon begin to get warm, but until such time that it doesn't I would like to feel this warm pleasant fresh air bathing me this morning.
As I sit in my room, on my chair, my legs propped up on the bed, with a medley of Shivkumar Sharma's santoor and Pandit Hariprasad Chaurasai's flute I feel relaxed and prepped for today.
I wish I could be happier, but in light of present circumstances with growing cases of this virus, cheerfulness eludes me.
I'm worried for everything but I try not to think of it all.
To the weather then.
This beautiful changed moment that had me yearning for almost a month had better stay a while.
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