It hardly rains here in Arizona, but when it does I find myself in a daze. My thought process slows to a mere mumbling of thoughts and I am here to sort them out. Rain reminds me much of Everett, WA or Cashmere, WA. Either way the memories hang like the mist in the early mornings. I miss the smell of the simple damp evergreen trees. And, the simplicity of a good rain storm that last more than just a few moments. The calmness right before the storm is enough to make me smile. The soothing sounds of the rain, thunder, and lightening.
Have you ever just listened to the sound of the storm? Looked out the window and stared out with no emotion on your face? Have you ever just simply watched?
