Pitter Patter Raindrops

April seems to be a rainy month so far, in atmosphere as well as weather. Normally I quite enjoy a rainy day, as my previous posts will show, but last night, and today, the raindrops are not just outside, they are tears as well. I had a phone call last night to say that one of my Aunts had died that morning. She was in hospital, but not with anything life threatening, when a heart attack took her.

I am sipping the hottest cup of tea I could make in the hope it will shift my headache, which seems to pound in time to the click-click of the computer keyboard. Tea is a good balm for sore spirits, it warms and revives.

I did a little crafting last night, which I also find restorative. When I asked for a cup of tea after a meal at a noodle bar a month or so ago, they told me they only had jasmine tea. A friend mentioned that it is hard for her to find places that do decaffeinated tea, which she drinks because she is pregnant. It seems to me that it would be a good thing to have a little stash of tea bags in my handbag. But what to put them in- a little plastic bag? A piece of kitchen roll? Or a fabulous little felt purse, decorated with a felt tea cup, ric-rac and blanket stitch. No contest really!

I sat at my writing desk and toyed with a design on squared paper, then got out all my felts and embroidery threads, lengths of ric-rac and ribbon. It was so much fun to pick colours and sit and snip and stitch. I am thinking of making a few more tea-bags and perhaps offering them up here on my blog.... as well as tea cups and tea pots, I think they would look pretty with felt flowers, or maybe decorated initials.

Tonight I am going to knit on my socks for a little while, on a part that is not too complicated, because the rhythm soothes my mind. More tea, a hot bath and to bed, I think.

I can hear the pittering of rain again, tapping away on my window pane. It make me feel kind of cosy to be sitting inside- that cosy feeling is one of my favourite things about rainy days. They are just perfect for puttering about.....I am working on a list of ideas for lovely things to do on such days.

If it is raining where you are, I hope you have a deliciously frilly or scrumptiously pretty umbrella to shelter under.