It’s bucketing. If you can’t hear it, you should get your ears checked. I love the rain and sufficiently so, reside in a city where it rains…just a smidge. (sarcasm button gets a nudge here)
I find it inspiring in a “Hey – stay home, it’s dry” kind of way. The drizzling’s akin to the crack of a fire or the snap of fatty bacon and it spits, “Yeah – don’t go out, it’s wet.”
It tells me to ditch the dust and draw the drapes. The smatterings of spatterings spur me to instead open a book or clack those creative keys. It suggests I simmer a pot of steamy broth or a hearty stew. It begs, “create.”
But tonight, I head downtown into the wet and wild wonder.
Tomorrow I’ll reign.
Hazy Shades of Me 
See – I love the rain too but can’t relax or fall asleep to it. Someone recommended these to help me sleep and both drove me insane. The rain video sounded like someone was making a fry-up outside the bedroom door and the relaxing ocean waves one sounded like cars driving past my window.
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LOL, Auntysocial…I guess that’s not very Zen, is it?! Perhaps you need dolphins or the wind whistling through the trees? Good luck with that! 🙂
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It makes me lazy and only interested in climbing under the covers with a juicy novel.
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Which is also an awesome option. I love reading the day away! Can’t remember the last time I did that though…boo!
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I love when we get a strong rainy day, especially thunderstorms. There is something cool about it, and I love sleeping during one. If there is lightning even better!
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Yup, inside safe and sound and nothing to do but enjoy it. Nice! :0)
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It’s the Irish in you Hazy … Rain lovers!
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Yes, I guess so. Not much choice there. Ha ha!
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