Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Let it rain...

I savor it when the heavens weep, cry or sob, around here. Rain isn't
a regular visitor in these high desert regions, so when it falls, I
relish it. The sweet, pungent smell, soft dancing melodies, the way
everything appears to be yawning it in. It feels like grace does to
ones soul...a fresh forgetting.

1 comment:

Michael McMullen said...

People always talked about how much they loved that "after the rain smell". Well, I never knew what that was until I moved out of Portland and into this area.

Ya know what? I love that after the rain smell.

...unless the neighbor has left his dog outside. Then it kinda kills the mood.