The rain is such an underrated weather condition. There’s so much hype around sunny days. Sun is great and all, but it can kill you so many ways - if you look up into it, you’ll go blind. But not rain! I love looking up and watching the rain. Although, the sky is never indigo here, its always gray. But I do like a black and white sky with a lil rainbow. It’s minimal, elegant, chic. BTW I’d love to see some Sunday Candy rain polaroids someday.
The sun also kills you by burning your skin! Rain doesn’t. It’s always a relief to get rained on after a very dry hot day. (Unless it’s acid rain of course, but that’s kind of rare.)
Best of all, IMO, rain makes the most beautiful soothing sound. I love waking up to the sound of rain. So calming, so cozy, the perfect background to meditate. The sun doesn’t make noise. I wish it did, but my guess is it would probably be fiery death metal music… Not. My. Vibe.
But in all seriousness, I resonate with your perspective on such a typically negatively viewed experience. I agree that “rainy days shimmer in their own ways.” I really do see how the rain shows us the right moments to shine, by slowing us down, drowning out most of the nonsense of our day, and allowing us to focus on those purely wonderful acts of joy. The unexpected pops of color and brightness, through literal color, or through acts of kindness, like the man who’s picking up the neighborhood trash cans. I’m visualizing the flowers in the fountain as an ethereal visual experience. What kind of flowers were they? Why were they in the fountain? Were they full and lush and overflowing the fountain? Who put them there? I WANT TO SEE IT.
PS: it snowed today :) for the first time this year! AND it stuck. It was a major inconvenience when it immediately iced over the sidewalk and my car, but it was beautiful.
The rain is such an underrated weather condition. There’s so much hype around sunny days. Sun is great and all, but it can kill you so many ways - if you look up into it, you’ll go blind. But not rain! I love looking up and watching the rain. Although, the sky is never indigo here, its always gray. But I do like a black and white sky with a lil rainbow. It’s minimal, elegant, chic. BTW I’d love to see some Sunday Candy rain polaroids someday.
The sun also kills you by burning your skin! Rain doesn’t. It’s always a relief to get rained on after a very dry hot day. (Unless it’s acid rain of course, but that’s kind of rare.)
Best of all, IMO, rain makes the most beautiful soothing sound. I love waking up to the sound of rain. So calming, so cozy, the perfect background to meditate. The sun doesn’t make noise. I wish it did, but my guess is it would probably be fiery death metal music… Not. My. Vibe.
But in all seriousness, I resonate with your perspective on such a typically negatively viewed experience. I agree that “rainy days shimmer in their own ways.” I really do see how the rain shows us the right moments to shine, by slowing us down, drowning out most of the nonsense of our day, and allowing us to focus on those purely wonderful acts of joy. The unexpected pops of color and brightness, through literal color, or through acts of kindness, like the man who’s picking up the neighborhood trash cans. I’m visualizing the flowers in the fountain as an ethereal visual experience. What kind of flowers were they? Why were they in the fountain? Were they full and lush and overflowing the fountain? Who put them there? I WANT TO SEE IT.
PS: it snowed today :) for the first time this year! AND it stuck. It was a major inconvenience when it immediately iced over the sidewalk and my car, but it was beautiful.
This reminds me of...
https://youtu.be/jPCJIB1f7jk?feature=shared
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