Responses to rain vary but the first drops on a rural home brings two main reactions. What did I forget to cover, close, or bring in and mmm, I love that smell!
Every tree seems to drip wet moss and every rock is a rich hue. Cool damp air kisses the grass and your face. Every leaf is saturated in color and every step is on ground made soft and supple by water spilling from the Gods’ overfull basins.
Later in the season, the adults tend to snuggle by wood fires and read books but, to kids, every rain can be as wonderful as the first.
This winter, I’d like to enjoy each rain as if it were Fall’s initial offering.