The splodge of the fat raindrops or the patter of sharper ones
Is lovely to hear when tucked up inside
Look at the starling gang gathering on the lawn or the solitary blackbird doing his hoppity dance
Anything to get the worms
Step outside, be brave
Inhale the wet grass and scan the horizon for a glimpse of light in the grey
Focus on the vibrant hue of the bluebells, nodding goodbye to the dying daffodils
Without the rain, you wouldn’t have this natural spectacle
Soak in the freedom of the wetness on your skin, stamp in the blossom-filled puddles
Listen to the leaves and the rustling feathery activity in the tree
Savour this time before the monotony of dryness and sun
Step outside, be brave
All this is free
Image courtesy of Kiwihug.