Ah....! That sound

[pecunium]

It's raining. The whiskery bustle of drops on the canopy of leaves. The smell of it a balm to the soul. I've lived for most of the past thirty years in the desert, or semi-deserts of the Soutwest. The smell of rain is a visceral pleasure. Something I pause to drink in, even when it's a note on the wind.

The sky was very dark, and as the gutters start to run the clouds have lightened. The air in my open window is getting cold.

To make it complete it has the one thing which so rarely combines with rain in Calif., thunder.

I could go back to sleep and be as a child again.

Comments

[neadods.livejournal.com]

a blam to the soul

I know it's a typo, but what a wonderful phrase!

[pecunium.livejournal.com]

I hate this keyboard (my laptop being pretty much toast I am borrowing one from my father) in that it makes my already too prevalent typoes easier to make).

It is a great phrase, but not what I was looking for here.

TK

[tenderberry.livejournal.com]

have lived in SoCal for well over 35 yrs w/ a brief hiatus in Europe - mostly Germany - but growing up in the Midwest - I missed thunderstorms out here - especially heat lightning w/ distant thunder which I've seen only once here - and in the south - there wasn't much thunder w/ the rains there either - but the last few years we have had had more thunder and lightning - and lightning strikes in the city - one that sounded like an explosion directly outside my window - lightning had struck a transformer 3 scant blocks away - and I suspect - global warming must have something to do w/ these changes -
and yes the smell of rain - one of life's sensory pleasures - and the differences in that smell depending upon geography -