Today I'm thankful for rain.I've always loved the rain. It's perplexing to me when people complain about it. Even the weather forecasters will report about the rain as if it were the worst weather possible.
I have many good memories of the rain. One of my earliest is that my older brother and sister were at school (not sure if my little sister was born yet), and Mom helped me put on my rain boots so I could go splash in the puddles. I always had an umbrella, but I think I used it as a toy more than a protection from the rain.
The street I grew up on would often flood when it rained a lot. I loved to watch the cars go by. Some would drive slowly on the other side of the street where it wasn't as flooded, but my favorite was when they would just drive straight through and make a big splash. I'm sure my siblings remember this (except Matt who was only 2 when we moved to WA).
Another nice memory I have of the rain is lying on my bed in my room (in CA) and listening to the rain hit the back porch awning.
When we moved to WA, I was amazed at how often it rained. There are so many different types of rain! There's the hard rain that you have to put the windshield wipers on high to see through it, steady rain, big raindrops rain, freezing rain, slushy rain, sprinkle, drizzle, and something I hadn't seen before WA, the misty rain.
I still love the rain. It is comforting to me. In the summer, I often prefer it over the sun beating down on me like a mallet. I like to think of the image of Bambi when the "April showers" song starts. Drip, drop, drip, drop. I love the song and scene from the movie, "Singin' in the Rain." They really got it right that rain is happy and glorious; I love that someone depicted rain as a positive, fun occurrence.
Rain also washes away the dirt and oils from the road. It freshens up the flowers, trees and foliage. It helps the trees shed their leaves in the fall. It gets the bird poop off the car between washings.
I'm thankful for rain!
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I remember using those same boots and wading through the huge puddle that would form in front of the house and across the street in the culdesac. I also remember listening to the rain in our house in CA (when that room was mine and before the awning) because the downspout was right outside my window. I still love the rain and I like that it rains in the summer time here. The only thing the rain is really not good for is a good hair day. Yeah for rain!!
I also remember when the street would flood in CA. I specifically remember one time going outside by myself and splashing in the puddles with my rain boots and umbrella -- the wind was so strong that when it caught my umbrella, it almost would lift me up. Happy memories of rain! And of course I've grown to love and miss it after living in WA.
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