Rain

I love the rain - I love the cool tickling feeling of it landing on my skin, I love stomping in the puddles.

I love the way clouds look when they rain- you can see part of their extra weight they were carrying leave away. I love the smell of the rain- especially pine trees. When I'm visiting relatives in Oregon, I love the clean rain air it has. Something about the rain brings me up, when I feel down, and it starts raining, I can't help but smile, and want to go sit outside and watch the billions of rain drops fall down and bounce onto the ground. One of my favorite sounds is the sound of rain pattering onto an umbrella - and I can't tell you why. It just sounds cool. I love to watch rain drops fall down onto a window pane, and slip down slowly. It almost looks like their try to cling to the window, but they're finding themselves fall down slowly. Then they collide into another desperate raindrop, and they find themselves falling together as one. 

But the best part of the rain is when the last drops are traveling to the ground, and you find yourself breathlessly gawking at transparent, but vivid

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