It's a given...if I wash and detail my car, straighten my hair and take a walk without a coat, it will rain. Granted, all of these things have to happen within a 24 hour time span for the power of the cosmos to trigger torrential downpours, but it never fails to happen. Clouds in the sky or no...the rains will come.
That could be just enough to frustrate or upset me, but only if I let it and today I chose not to.
Instead I listened intently to the birds...they love the rain, and so did I.
And I smelled the fresh cut grass and the newly bloomed flowers...and the odor was amazing...the smell of spring.
And I looked at the clouds...they weren't gray, they were a mottled combination of silver and white.
And I looked at the children playing in the puddles...and the elderly couple enjoying the pitter patter of the rain on their roof from the sanctuary of their front porch and thought...life IS good.
