Monday, June 29, 2009

rainy days

I love rainy days. And when they come in the summertime, they are extra special to me. I love the sweet smell of summer rain as it approaches, and the fertile smell it leaves behind.

This morning I had the pleasure of waking to a rainy day. A stormy day, in fact. The wind chimes swayed in the window, their deep tones accompanying the approaching storm. The trees bent and swayed and the too long grass in the backyard rippled in the wind. And as our quiet home slumbered, I watched lightening play along the horizon and heard thunder grumbling in the distance. As coffee brewed in the kitchen, I waited for the rain to come and refresh my town, and me along with it.


Jenny said...

I hope you got refreshed and cleansed right along with your lovely landscape Miss Amy.

~Kristen~ said...

That description of the rain really does sound magical! I wish I could enjoy it that much....we have had too many days in a row of it here. :(