Winter Rain.
It is winter and it is fairly cold. I have a cold, and have had it for a while now. My nose runs all the time, which is about the worst of it. I try to keep warm and I drink vitamin C tablets. I am suffering bravely.
Last night it started to rain with a cold, soft, and drenching rain. It rained throughout the night. Of my three dogs, my Spaniel bitch is the one who loves to dig holes, and play in the mud and puddles in the morning after the rain. This morning she was a muddy mess again, and promptly jumped on the bed in this condition, when I awoke. I immediately made it clear to her that she was not welcome on the bed until she had cleaned up, or at least, dried out. (That’s me and my dogs.)
As it rained through the night, I got up at about three in the morning and had a smoke or two. Then I went back to sleep, and slept soundly with the gentle rain. I had a good, long night’s sleep in this fashion last night.
Today it is still cloudy, and a short while ago there was another good down-pour of rain. The winter rain is soft and cold and pleasing. The air is crisp and fresh from the cool rain. Smells of the fresh life of nature emanates from the soil, when one looks out over the back-garden after the rain. It is as if the entire world is refreshed and new after the rain. The worms and bugs are active again in the wet soil, and the birds come down from the trees to feed on them.
The rain revitalizes nature, and the world is fresh and new. It is a wonderful feeling to sit here and enjoy this, even though some might say that it is cold, wet and miserable as hell.
It might rain on and off like this for a while still. The cold, soft, and drenching winter rain…
The End.
Copyright – JP Brown – 06/06/2007.
