let it rain

what is it about a storm that just makes you want to go outside and watch?

the raining is gushing down the streets as i write these words.

i went outside to watch and delightfully found many neighbors.

it blew in quickly, unexpectedly (serves me right for not checking out the nightly news).

it blew in with a passion.

we have been in desperate need of rain and here is comes, down, down, down.

let it rain.

the whole process of a storm is so amazing.

the clouds, the speed, the fact that it falls from the pretty white (sometimes gray)

things you can fly right through.

lighting, thunder.

you cannot control a storm, you just have to sit and wait it out or play in it (if it is safe enough).

one of my favorite childhood memories comes from a baby sister who took my sister and me out

to run through the puddles after a big storm.

when i was a child freedom was running through the puddles and playing in the rain.

i still loves puddles.

i still love rain.