I love the rain. With Autumn almost upon us, I am vocal about how much I love the turning of the seasons. Autumn seems so fleeting, a momentary whisper in the wind and a vibrancy seen in the red and golden hues of the leaves as they fall from the trees. So quickly is she silenced by the bitter fingers of Winter.
Awaking early on a morning to the dim dawn light, with heavy rain against my windowpane, here is where I truly feel at peace.