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That's a very good question. I had to think about it.
Rain is transformative. Everything in the landscape changes. All the colors are different, they become deeper, richer, fuller. It's like being suddenly transported to a different planet.
Rain changes a static landscape into a dynamic one. It's exciting! I love watching the little rivulets find their way and the tiny ponds form. Water pools and spills over and runs and meanders and moves. Its energy is tireless. I wish mine were, too!
Rain stops the world: people and animals stake out a place and stay there until it passes. Watch, and rest.
I like the sound of rain. It's different everywhere it falls... on leaves, dirt, pavement, roofs, overhangs, cars, umbrellas, raincoats. Everything has a different rain sound.
Rain clouds are like giant fluffy grey blankets encompassing you, hugging you, making everything feel snuggly and safe. Rain outdoors means tea and comfort indoors.
Rain clears the air of pollution and the ground of gunk. It makes the air smell so good. I want to gulp deep lungfuls of it. It makes me feel strong and alive.
Rain means life. There are no desolate, post-apocalyptic landscapes in places where it rains regularly. There's plenty for everyone. Plants grow, animals thrive, life is abundant. It's preservation from thirst and refuge from need. It's reassuring. (Desert landscapes, on the other hand, make me very uneasy. Where is the water and what happens when it runs out??)
I love watching it rain on the ocean. Water pouring into water. It makes me feel a part of something eternal and timeless.
I've always been awed by the power of a thunderstorm and lightning. I get swept up with it. I feel like I'm part of its magnificence.
I like novelty and change. After the rain, the world wakes up and shakes itself off but it's never exactly the same again.
I grew up with this song and have fond memories of it, I still love it. The hand-drawn animation is stunning:
Your post is beautiful and sound so like poetry.That's a very good question. I had to think about it.
Rain is transformative. Everything in the landscape changes. All the colors are different, they become deeper, richer, fuller. It's like being suddenly transported to a different planet.
Rain changes a static landscape into a dynamic one. It's exciting! I love watching the little rivulets find their way and the tiny ponds form. Water pools and spills over and runs and meanders and moves. Its energy is tireless. I wish mine were, too!
Rain stops the world: people and animals stake out a place and stay there until it passes. Watch, and rest.
I like the sound of rain. It's different everywhere it falls... on leaves, dirt, pavement, roofs, overhangs, cars, umbrellas, raincoats. Everything has a different rain sound.
Rain clouds are like giant fluffy grey blankets encompassing you, hugging you, making everything feel snuggly and safe. Rain outdoors means tea and comfort indoors.
Rain clears the air of pollution and the ground of gunk. It makes the air smell so good. I want to gulp deep lungfuls of it. It makes me feel strong and alive.
Rain means life. There are no desolate, post-apocalyptic landscapes in places where it rains regularly. There's plenty for everyone. Plants grow, animals thrive, life is abundant. It's preservation from thirst and refuge from need. It's reassuring. (Desert landscapes, on the other hand, make me very uneasy. Where is the water and what happens when it runs out??)
I love watching it rain on the ocean. Water pouring into water. It makes me feel a part of something eternal and timeless.
I've always been awed by the power of a thunderstorm and lightning. I get swept up with it. I feel like I'm part of its magnificence.
I like novelty and change. After the rain, the world wakes up and shakes itself off but it's never exactly the same again.
I grew up with this song and have fond memories of it, I still love it. The hand-drawn animation is stunning:
I experienced this in 2020 and I will never forget the smell of sodden, liquid earth. Even the dog couldn't walk on the lawn without drawing mud. Over the course of that summer, a friend and I ended up walking the dogs at parks closest to the beach, but even those areas with sandy soils soon saw the rising mud. All the local parks' lawns grew to a most lush green grass of almost knee-height. Council mowing then scarred the spongy surface with their tractors. There are some areas where the tractor furrows remain.Each time I put my feet on the lawn, they sunk down then water and mud surrounded my feet.