Listening to the rain...

There is something quite soothing about rain. Oh, I know... I grumble and complain about rain at times. But, on a night like this when it's late and most of the world is asleep, rain can take me back to slow summer nights of my childhood when nothing was as important as catching fireflies and eating watermelon - seeds and all. I like being inside my home on a rainy night, warm and dry and safe - listening to the staccato of droplets outside my window. I just wish those I love most were here, too.