As I open the door,
it is not instantly obvious
there is rain.
A fine mist brushes my cheek
and I raise the hood on my jacket.
The dogs lift their noses to the sky,
puzzled by the whisper of moisture.
Enough rain to glaze the leaves,
but too little to keep us indoors.
A heavy rain, on the other hand,
is another matter…
calling for a screened in porch, a cup of tea
and some company to listen to
the rain beat a steady rhythm on the roof.
A downpour is even better
when accompanied by the rumble of thunder.
The porch is both inside and out — comfort in a storm.
it is the summer rain that evokes a deep breath.
Summer rains are warm, soft and welcoming.
After a summer rain,
the fertile ground releases scents
of rich soil, lilac and freshly mown grass.
Summer rain brings life
as the world around us
blooms from the generosity of clouds.