I love rain.
I love soft rain. Rain that falls in big fat drops. Rain that falls sideways. Rain that mists instead of drips. Rain that feels so warm it’s like a shower. Rain that’s cold and chills me to the bone.
I love the sound of rain on the roof, the tinny sound on the awnings, the splatters in the mud, the drip off the eaves.
I love rain that washes away the powdery pollen. Rain that fills the ponds and showers the plants.
Rain that cleanses.
Refreshes.
Renews.
Revives.