Here is a recent photo of my coffee table.
This past weekend it rained the entire time. An unexpected (& much needed) luxury in Los Angeles. It was all the reason I needed to stay in and stay cozy. I gathered up some books (some old, some brand new), a few notebooks, magazines and indulged in some quality time with ideas, history and pictures. The odd thing is this felt invigorating even though all I did was loaf around with books (and my new favorite hot beverage: chai marsala tea with almond milk - that is a whole other post, it is super delicious). Since there is something that feels healing to me about long awaited rain, I also burned some palo santo to add dimension to my indulgent and refreshing weekend.
I read and looked, looked and flipped, jotted and drew.... and did some shopping (that is an Everlane page on the bottom right - who doesn't want to get a cozy sweater on a drizzly day?). I did this for two days while looking out the window and watching the garden drink up the rain and turn the happiest shade of green - it was refreshing to the earth and to my spirit. I love the rain.
I think I am a "pluviophile".
Pluviophile (noun). A lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days.