Random Ramblings

Pluvial Ponderings

There's something soothing about waking up to the gentle patter of rain. It's a lazy comfort whispering to stay in bed a while longer, snuggle deep in those blankets and let your cares unwind. Perhaps it's a subconscious message.

After all, who wants to leave the house when it's pouring outside? Your brain never urges you to stay inside on a pleasantly sunny day. (Unless you are a recluse like myself)

I always loved the smell of fresh rain in the summer. It's an intoxicating aroma, the musky damp earth intertwined with the mellow perfume of growing leaves. Maybe I was a tree in a previous life? The sight of glistening foliage and rippling puddles always rejuvenates my soul.

Today is going to be a marvelous day. I couldn't have asked for better writing weather!