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I Love Rain

 

Drops and trickles of rain splatter the window and the lights of the city glitter and sparkle on the wet glass. Someone’s finger wrote a love message to the storm on the fogged window pane …probably me.

 

An early childhood memory of a car ride with my parents during a cold night thunderstorm has been indelibly etched into my mind. Huddled in the back seat under a wool car blanket with my brothers and sister, I was warm and safe as the rain pounded the metal roof and the tires swished and hissed through the flooded streets. Surrounded by warmth and hearing the murmur of my parent’s voices I drifted in and out of sleep and watched the wavering reflections of colored lights reflected by the streams and droplets on the steamy window glass.

I have never felt as safe and loved as I did that night. Lulled by the rhythm of the windshield wipers and the sound of distant thunder, I fell asleep. Even today stormy weather soothes me, but I also do some of my best painting when working on rainy days.