It’s raining, it’s pouring, this old gal is snoring, snoring aloud in my hammock bed of earthy fragrant delight. The dewy fragrance of my Venezuelan moriche palm fibre hammock reminds me of the lingering earth essence from the sea grass floor mats in our Seaside Hammocks shop, “Lantana” by the sea”. Rainy days are lazy hazy dreamy days, days to be dedicated to serious relaxation!
I remember my first vision of “rain chains’ at our charming motel in Costa Rica, years ago. There they were, a token “mystery object” hanging from the eaves of the roof , falling to the ground. What are they, I wondered? The daily tropical afternoon rain showers clearly illustrated their purpose. How hypnotic it was, to watch and hear the rain drops cling in a solid stream from link to link descending down the chain to the ground, watering the thirsty gardens below.
Included on my bucket list, and of top priority for the old manse home in Lake Wales, was of course a cozy porch hammock bed, and a series of rain chains or rain cups, hanging from the eaves to be installed around the wrap around porch, ”le porte-cochere” and along the back of the house, anchored in line to fill up the rain barrels.
Whether the rain is soft and gently flowing or gushing wildly through the chains and cups, the vision is truly mesmerizing, an occasion that I lovingly refer to as my much needed “therapy session!” Let me also declare that I am not on the therapist coach, but hanging out porch side in my amazing hammock gently swinging in the rain breeze. Ask yourself, these questions, how does it get any better than this? Where would you rather be?
On this rainy spring day in May, I think of the song by Gordon Lightfoot, “rainy day people always seem to know when it’s time to call: rainy day lovers don’t hide love inside, they just pass it on…. As I sing along, the wind chimes ring the tune. Time spent in my hammock on the porch is truly my little piece of heaven!