And the rain, rain, rain came down, down, down

I love rain!!! It has been raining for the past couple of days...and I am happy as a clam...is that the correct metaphor? Anyway, I absolutely love when it rains. It puts me in this mood. Not a bad one, just a mood! A "let's do something, like play games" kind of mood. Of course when David is at work, I have no one to play with, so for the past few days, I've been going out side and reading. Listening to the rain dropping on our tin roof, hearing the wind blow and making my windchimes play music. So relaxing. Rain, there's something magical about it....when I was a kid, it allowed us to stay inside and that's where the creativity starting flowwing, trying to entertain ourselves with what was available. And kid can come up with some crazy stuff when their imagination is at work! I love sleeping in the rain, one day I hope to say that I love dancing in the rain, playing in the rain, and whatever else there is to do in the rain.
I've always loved rainy days. When I was in high school, I loved it for the wrong reasons. I tried to be someone I probably wasn't. Hanging out with the gothic crowd and anything "weird" or "sad" was suppose to be appealing....the color black, you should have seen my wardrobe, of course, I wasn't any good and being something that I'm not. But I still love the rain, dark skies, thunder, lighting, puddles. The earth smells fresh and clean after a pour of rain, the worlds bath. Anyway, just felt like blogging. I hope to be more consistant with this, this time around.