There is something so amazingly refreshing about rain. I love it in any form. If I had to describe my perfect day, it would consist of a hot day with late warm showers that resulted in a severe thunderstorm full of torrential down pours, window shaking thunder, and bright as day flashes of lightning that helped cool things down for the night. For as long as I can remember, I have loved to just watch the rain come down. I don't even mind being caught in it. What's even better is the fresh smell that comes after a shower in spring. The earth is damp, the flowers are quenched, and the air has a moist, freshly clean earth smell (if that makes any sense).
I still find myself running to my window when I hear the first splatter of rain hit. The sound of rain is rather therapeutic, at least I think so. Actually, the sound of moving water has a therapeutic affect on me. The sound of rain on a tin roof is something that I would willingly sit still and listen to (sitting still is not easily accomplished by me). I also like how the rain streaks down the window and makes different patterns. When it's really pouring out the windows are glazed over with water and the world looks so much different through it.
If it wasn't for rain, I wouldn't have the beautiful flowers that are beginning to bloom in my garden. I wouldn't have the stream to walk next to or the lakes to visit.
I am so thankful that I live in an area that gets plenty of rain!
purtty!
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