It's raining pretty steadily this morning, and it's probaby cold outside. I don't bother checking the temperature because what's the point? I'm not going out in this.
I love rain. I love violent storms, soft rain, sleet, and afternoon thunder showers. I love it when it's windy and the rain is horizontal. I love it when the sun is shining and a quick shower passes through, and disappears just as suddenly.
I stood on the porch with a cup of coffee this morning, just watching the water and listening to the rain beat its rhythm on the roof. So poetic.
Everyone is still asleep, even though it's getting late, but I won't wake them.
I want to keep the quiet for myself.