Wonderful Wet

I'm listening to the sound of rain.  I've always liked the sound of it, but this time...this rain...sounds especially sweet...we've waited so long for it. 

It had rained some last night, and throughout the day today there were low clouds hovering. But like so many other times this year, no significant rain came from them.  We had been let down again. That is, until this evening. 

I was having dinner at Oddfellas Cantina when I noticed someone walking by with umbrella raised. "It must be raining...that's good", I said to myself.  But except for the umbrella, I wouldn't have been able to tell. 

Later, when I opened the door to leave, there was no question about it. The light rain had turned into a glorious torrent and the street lights gave it a surreal look you'd see in a film noir movie.

Now usually I wouldn't cherish the idea of getting cold & wet, but tonight I just pulled up my hood and started out. I didn't run to get to my car.  I walked.  I smiled.  The people I passed were smiling too. 

Comments

[Susan]

Yes, it was pouring when I was in town also, and like you I didn't mind it at all. So grateful to see it rain.

[Tuff]

Thanks for stopping by my blog. I enjoyed reading yours- we come from the same areas - I lived in Virginia & now I am in south Florida! I have been to Chincoteaque many times and I love it there!