Last night, as I was trying to fall asleep, I heard the unmistakable sound of pattering outside my window. I blindly stumbled to the sill and opened it and had to stop myself from whooping when I realized the sound was rain! The valley here has been disgustingly dry during the summer. It's not like the coast (where they get so drenched in that watery goodness), so we don't have vibrant flowers or luscious grasses during the summer. It's all bone dry...and sometimes that's a very bad thing, because fires tend to like to inhabit bone dry places.
So when I heard that rain running around last night I almost (almost) jumped for joy. The smell of fresh rain is quite exhilarating. It leaves one close to breathlessness and they inhale its dewy sweetness. It carries an earthy scent; like flower petals falling from the sky (ok, maybe not so poetic).
What is it that draws me to a good rainy day? Well, perhaps the fact that we haven't had one for a while; that's always a starter. Then again, I love to see the clouds appear and disappear, mysteriously, on the side of the hill. The cloud banks touch the top of the valley and leave a cozy little nest in-between the peaks. It's like one of those sausage things rolled up with batter (dogs in a bun I think...err, make that "doggies"). Overcast skies remind me of winter and the fun and memories that come with that season. Wait! You're saying I just got excited about fall and now I'm rushing on winter? Oh, I'm sorry :P Just a bit sentimental this morning.
In the time that it has taken me to type those last 4 paragraphs (and yes, I'm afraid I type much slower than you can read), the sky has already begun to blue and I can see the greenery outside. It's beautiful! The bushes are vibrantly green, even the trees seem to dawn a new shade. Yet the most beautiful of these are the trees that have already begun to change colour; the ones where the reds and oranges and yellows are pressing out and slowly cascading down the sides of the great giants. That's one of the beautiful things about autumn. The hillside (at least where the deciduous trees are) lights up with speckles and spots of colour, intermixed with forest greens. It's quite the sight.
I kinda feel like taking my camera outside and snapping a few shots of the grayness, but I won't. I'm in a fluffy right now so I can't extract myself and leave this seat. Yes...a fluffy. I've got a nice warm blankey (*embarrassed smile*) wrapped around and it would be a big thing for me to leave XD
Well, I will have to write more later, but I can't think of anything else to say right now. I hope you all have a wonderful Sunday!
Signed with Distraction,
News: Since April of last year I have managed to accomplish several monumental things in my studies, but I update you now to tell you that three nights ago I had the best sleep since I last visited my aunt's house (years ago) and probably will never have another good sleep like it for years to come *nods sagely*.
--12 March 2017 --
Quote: I really dislike how glasses slide down your nose impetuously when you're glaring down at your unfinished work. -Me