Friday, October 8, 2010


Finally the long awaited has arrived, now all I wish for is the thunder, the lightning, and the company to make this a beautiful storm.

Rain, there is nothing I love more than the combination of a raise in humidity and a drop in atmospheric pressure. Condensation.
The virga plants the necessary seeds into the air, saturating it and preparing it for one of the most magnificent feats of weather.

I think rain is fantastic because:
its wet
its powerful
it falls
its cool
its smell
its feel
its before
its during
its after
its everything.

Just before the rain comes, you can feel it. The hairs on your skin tingle, your nose picks up the scent. The air become crisp, and the temperature drops.
Then it falls.

The melt
The sounds of the rain hitting the ground, the bricks, the tiles, the leaves and the windows.
The feel of the rain as it strikes your skin, and runs away from the sky.
The gentle, soothing hum of the pattering of watery feet.
The cool and caressing breeze.
The smell of fresh, cool, crisp, moister. (and the lack of dust)
The flash of light and the clap of thunder.
The tingle of being alive.
Close your eyes, and feel it, live it.
All these feeling during a storm make it so amazing but it doesn't finish there.

The rain moves on, the clouds are no longer in the sky but lie exhausted on the ground. All around you the moisture, it renews things and makes then shiny again. The last few drops fall, not from the sky, but from the trees and the leaves.
Its cool now.
Everything can start again.

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