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I mumbled and grumbled yet again about the weather.
Everyone was totally fed up with it.
More rain and gales and cancelled ferries, soggy dog walks and soggy dogs.
I was becoming pretty scunnered with it all and resented the sunshine further south.
Because of the gale warnings I postponed a trip to Glasgow and longed for some reasonable weather.
I complained about this too.
However little did I know the blessings my change of plan would bring.
First was a drop-in visit from a friend who also brought her little dog to cheer up our two.
Unexpected coffee and stories warmed a miserable morning and the dogs amused us with their own canine chatter.
Then a friend called to ask if she could stay with us as she couldn’t get back to Islay as the ferry was off.
We hadn’t seen her for ages and what a delightful time we had catching up on all the news.
Then we had a lovely visit to another friend and heard of fishing tales and island stories.
When I moaned about the weather Duncan said: ‘I just decide to make the most of the good days.’
What a good philosophy in life and how this alters the perspective.
I then realised that what I thought was going to be a disaster of a day turned into one with many blessings, thanks to friends.
‘Make the most of the good days’ is what I will surely try to do, for the make up of the day really depends on us.
So as the gales batter me and the rain drowns me, I will remember the blessings brought with the sunshine of friends.