Rain

I love rain. I love how the air smells after a storm and I love to see the beauty of a rainbow. As young girl rainy days always seemed to be a day to be grateful, as my father was a rancher and we often prayed for much needed rain. My grandfather's home had a tin roof, and I loved sitting on his porch and listening to the rain fall. When were in town and it rained we often got to go get ice cream, I guess rain just seemed like a reason to celebrate. I still love to hear the sound of the rain falling and ice cream is still a wonderful treat on a rainy day!

And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow.

Gilbert K. Chesterton