Today it's raining, but it's my favorite kind of rain. The kind where it's light, but comes down fast. The kind where your hair can get absolutely soaked, as if it were a shower, and water drips down your face. It's not cold, but refreshing and there's no wind, so you don't have to hide your face. It's the kind you can take your jacket off and dance about in (yeah, forget those weird people who don't, and decide to watch you with blank expressions instead). I get easily caught up in this rain.
In Oregan, I was taken to the Gorge, and there was a waterfall that gave the same effect. A refreshing soak, that seems to stick with soaking your face and not your clothes, and doesn't leave you shivering.
But that's just me. Anyone else have a particular kind of weather they prefer?
Posted by Amka (Member # 690) on :
In western Oregon, it rains like that just about non-stop for a couple of weeks in spring. The cold wetness of it all drove us back to Utah. Seriously. In the middle of June, I was still needing a sweater and it was still raining more days than not. I wanted sunshine, desperately. I wanted snow. I wanted real, craggy mountains that hover over you protectively. So I went online, looked at the ads in the Deseret News. Picked out three, sent cover letters and resumes. In one week he had an interview. Three weeks after that, we moved.
By then, it was raining in Utah. Not the wimpy showers soak your hair in a couple of minutes, but the gusty thunderstorms that flood your street in a couple of minutes.
Posted by Zevlag (Member # 1405) on :
Wow, you learn something new about people every day!
T, I love this rain also. It's great. My favorite thing to do is go for run when it's like this, or a bike ride.
Posted by Jon Boy (Member # 4284) on :
Not cold? Try walking home in it!
Posted by peter the bookie (Member # 3270) on :
we had that rain here today. i walked through it after a very disturbing early morning meeting. it was nice that the sky was crying so i didn't have to.
of course, working half the day soaking wet wasn't exactly fun.
Posted by Zevlag (Member # 1405) on :
peter, where do you live? I seem to think cache county, utah, though I am probably wrong...
Posted by sarcasticmuppet (Member # 5035) on :
It's FREEZING out here! Weather like this makes me want to stay home and write depressing poetry.
I love it when it's absolutely pouring down rain and 90 degrees outside. You run around and get soaking wet without getting hypothermia.
Posted by Ayelar (Member # 183) on :
Hard soaking summer rains are the best, but only barefoot and nearly naked. Posted by mr_porteiro_head (Member # 4644) on :
I really miss the gigantic thunderstorms that would roll through OK and TX in the spring. This rain that we have in Utah today is wimpy rain to me.
But then, I don't miss the tornados.
Posted by mr_porteiro_head (Member # 4644) on :
sarcastic muppet -- I too love walking around, getting soaked in the rain when it is nice and warm.
Posted by Christy (Member # 4397) on :
I also love this kind of rain and you only get it in the spring. I love to go out for a walk without an umbrella and skip in the puddles, but only when I can go home again to change clothes and dry off. I love how green it gets so that the gray of the rain doesn't seem to matter. Aaah, Spring.
Posted by pajeba (Member # 5656) on :
My favorite rain comes with real thunderstorms. I love to see it start pouring down - if you're in an open area you can see the heavy stuff coming towards you in a big sheet - It's even cooler coming across a big lake. Lightning and thunder at night are the best, though
The hail isn't good your car or the top of your head, but it's cool to have little frozen chunks all over in the middle of the summer
But I guess I have to settle for this little sprinkling
[ October 29, 2007, 03:37 AM: Message edited by: pajeba ]
Posted by Teshi (Member # 5024) on :
Yesterday:
Imagine a heavily overcast, warm spring evening. Although it is not raining, a grey fog covers everything, dampening the roads, diluting colours, turning the leafless trees into black scratches on the deep grey sky. Every streetlight, car headlight and house lamp reflects off the water in the air making a glowing sphere of light. The only sounds are those of water; the trickling of little rivers made from the last of the melting snow, the sound of cars driving on a constantly wet surface, footsteps in puddles.
A man pauses with his dog under an orange streetlight. When he moves on out of the light, it as if he was never there at all. His body just melts into the general grey of the low-lying cloud.
It was the most evocative, magical and beautiful weather I have ever seen.
Posted by peter the bookie (Member # 3270) on :
if only i had thought to take of my shoes!
zev, you've mistaken me for a different peter. i'm afloat in the midwest.
Posted by skrika03 (Member # 5930) on :
I liked the smell of turning my car heater back on. MMMmmm. Then there was some snow mingled with the rain. Now I see sun. Will go out and see if there's a rainbow.
Posted by karen.elizabeth (Member # 6345) on :
I miss the rain of San Francisco.
It comes pouring down, blurring everything, and probably freezing, but everybody is so used to it that we stand in the middle of the courtyard, getting soaked, and tramp back to class without a second thought. It's hard and rushing and the teachers don't even bother anymore to tell us to stand under the overhang -- we'll just ignore them anyway.
In Dallas, there is almost never rain without thunderstorms -- people call it "Indian Showers," and it is such a rare occurence that it's saddening. While the sky is beautiful, you can't go out and experience it. Also, my new school is closed; it's a building like out of a movie. There are no rows of classrooms open to a courtyard, with windows on each side and two doors to exit from. *sighs*
Posted by LadyDove (Member # 3000) on :
This thread reminded me of one of my favorite songs. *********************************************** She's My Kind of Rain
Chorus: (She's my kind of rain Like love in a drunken sky She's confetti falling Down all night She's my kind of rain)
She sits quietly there Black water in a jar Says, Baby why are you Trembling like you are
So I wait And I try I confess like a child
(Chorus)
She's the sun set shadows She's like Rembrandt's light She's the history that's made at night She's my lost companion She's my dreaming tree Together in this brief eternity Summer days, winter snows She's all things to behold
(Chorus)
So I wait And I try I confess all my crimes
(Chorus)
She's my kind of rain Oh, rain on me She's my kind of rain
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