The Ramblings of a Redhead

You feel the wind has picked up slightly, but it isn't so bad because it finally holds the warmth and promise of spring. You watch as the sky grows darker, and the darkness draws closer and closer.  You can smell the rain in the air. There is a familiarity of the smell that you can't quite put into words. You see the drops of rain starting to fall from the sky, and before you know it, it is as though the skies have opened up.  You can hear the sound of the wind in the trees as it intertwines with the sound of wind chimes, birds, and raindrops to create a soft lullaby. But oh, that sound of the rain hitting the grass and trees... Rainstorms...you have been sorely missed...welcome back my old friend...welcome back.