Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
~~Langston Hughes (February 1, 1902 – May 22, 1967) American poet, social activist, novelist, playwright, and columnist.
It is a rainy, gray Sunday in Connecticut. Normally, I’m one of those people who complains about rainy days – not thunderstorms (I love those!) – just the days where it’s a steady, slow rain . Sure they are restful, but the cold, damp, and gray ends up making me depressed after a while. The excerpt from the poem, April Rain Song, by Langston Hughes, is one I always think about when it rains. He views rain as something to revel in and something to celebrate.
After some thinking today, I realized that I do actually appreciate a lot about the rain. I took these photos back in 2010 during a rainy day. They show the three things I truly love about a rainy day: the calm, clean feeling after a big storm where everything feels scrubbed down, the way spider webs become like crystal and taffeta art, and the look of the water drops on each blade of grass. Although, I spent much of this day walking around, taking pictures , and getting everything wet except my camera, it was one of my most relaxing days that Autumn. I hope you enjoy the photos:
- Walking in the Rain (featherglass.com)
- Secretly drag me to poetry (metarvheenoia.wordpress.com)
- I have missed the Rain (jenniferjrandolph.wordpress.com)
- Kentucky Rain! Photo Challenge Day Two…oh how I love the rain! (homeandtherange.wordpress.com)