Rain, Rain, Go Away.

Come again until September! (When I am no longer here)

Actually, I don't mind the rain when I have no place to go and can sit by the window and watch. The rain here certainly is spectacular, in my opinion.

The raindrops are suspended in the air and dance around, up, down, side to side, in circles, in zig zag.

The rain becomes a veil, hazing* sights that were just there a second ago. And the winds, they howl with all their might! 

It's time for a book and a cuppa tea, methinks.
Happy weekend!

* Totally verbing a noun.