It rained a little this evening, that gorgeous, soft, summer rain. And afterwards, the air was fresh and the plants and birds were that bit more alive and my own tired body felt brighter, the skin on my face fresher, the smile about my mouth easier.

There are always the hot, hard work days, and the dry, parched moments, the times when the heat of life presses on your shoulders and burns your heart.

And there are also the joyous rain moments, to drink in and drench ourselves in and join the birds in singing over.

Both the heat and the rain are true. Both are part of the strange fullness of our beautiful lives.

Take a minute to visit my Life Lived facebook post, watch the videos and let the breeze and birdsong wash over you.