Welcome the Rain

Rhapsody Bohème

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A rare occurrence happened here in the desert today. It thundered and rained, for hours, at times downright pouring moisture from the sky. Several times I found myself drawn to the window, to listen to the thunder, to watch the drops falling and to listen to the sound as they made impact with the roof of this house. My house, my home of 20 years. It would probably be the last time that I would hear this sound within these walls and I paused to take it all in, for I wanted to remember.

I was thinking about how much I love the rain. From the sound, the cleansing metaphor of the landscape and the fragrant smell of wet sagebrush. How much I love to hike in the gentle rain, remembering there feeling of peace and serenity. It wasn’t long until I realized that it was that very…

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