Reflecting with the rain

The Ottauquechee River on a dreary day along River Road in Woodstock, Vermont. (Gareth Henderson Photo)

Some days feel like they're charging ahead, others have you along for a gentle stroll. The steady November rain made Monday feel like the latter. The soothing noise of the pitter-patter outside on the house and the porch was a constant companion, a soothing rhythm that slowed the day down, just a little. Just enough to experience the day itself with no other trappings, just nature's music.

The last eight months, with their abundance of time spent at home, have taught us to reflect more on life, and focus on what matters most. Weather patterns themselves don't always make that list, but nature's serenity often inspires us to take a moment to think. Broadening our thought beyond our four walls is essential, and I remember many times when hiking, for example, did that for me. Monday's rainfall did, too.

That night, I walked to my front door after being outside for a few moments. Then I turned and saw fog gathering outside, illuminated by nearby lights. The blending of that fog and the ongoing rain — that was a magical late-fall moment. We don't have too many of those left in 2020, but I value those kinds of moments every time. We're better when we slow down and notice what's around us a little more. That kind of reflection is always worth it. Amid a very gray day, it reminded me that you can find a glimmer of light even in the darkest times. What we dwell on, is up to us.

— Gareth Henderson