I stepped out onto the front porch this evening and was met with the most beautiful sound. A gentle breeze seemed to add to that which played Mother Nature's music just for me. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about; rain. Beautiful, gentle, sweet-smellling rain.
We've been having so much wind lately that I alost forgot how amazing it is to just be able to stand still and listen... to the quiet. There's something about being able to listen, without the intrusion of loud noises. I feel as if it really is a little piece of Heaven.
Do you ever feel that way? Does the rain bring out special emotions that you can only feel when the gentle droplets are falling? I always feel as if Mother Nature is paying me a special visit, just me, when the rain and wind are so soft upon the leaves and grass. I can feel the touch of her gentle hug. I hope she knows how much I appreciate these visits.
Its as though she is seeking a place to sit and be quiet for awhile. Well, she's always welcome to come and sit with me. Until the next time, keep a hug on.