I love rain. I was going to put this as a p.s. to my last post, but decided that it needed it's own place. I know I've probably blogged quite a bit about both food/dieting and rain, but that's o.k. *smile* I love the sound of the rain, the way it washes everything, the way it keeps me tucked inside my house, the way it falls from the sky. I love watching it. I love the wetness of it. Even if I'm not getting wet, just being surrounded by rain makes me feel like I'm in the shower or swimming or swimming in a shower. It's comforting. What is it, that feeling that something is washing over you? I can't describe it. I wonder if anyone has ever captured it in words. I love big thunder storms too and I miss those. A dump truck in the alley behind my house just set down a big dumpster with a rumbling bang & for a moment I thought it was thunder. *smile* Well, that's o.k. gentle rains are lovely in their own way. I love how the birds come out of their hiding places when the rain slows to a drizzle, and they start chirping and shake the water off their feathers. I think it's beautiful to them too.
Up here, the rain has frozen - as it passed through the cold zone -- so now the sound of silence. Snow is falling and covering the grass. The leaves on the trees remain unaffected, but the fields are white -- and there is smoke curling out of the chimney once again -- hopefully for a very -- brief -- time.
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