It may be in my British DNA
but I have always been a lover of rain ...
the sound of raindrops hitting the window panes
the smell of rain on the grass, the earth …
watching the rain as it fills up the birdbaths in our garden and knowing
how much the birds will enjoy splashing about...
walking in the rain and feeling it touch my face ~ invigorating, refreshing, bliss
jumping in puddles (still)
our dog Ben could never walk passed a puddle … instead, he would lay down in them …
every* single* time and to this day, large puddles in the road make me smile thinking of him
and how much joy something as simple as a puddle would bring him!
Be strong …
things will get better.
It may be stormy now,
but it never rains forever.
someone was watching me as I walked around the garden taking raindrop photos
just look at that gorgeous "dandelion cottony seed tail"
and the sweetest little raindrops that landed on the sweetest little doggie nose.