I hear laughter in the rain

[@realAzhyaAryola]

"Vancouver is famous for its rain. It can rain here for weeks on end, but it does not usually bother me. However, several years ago I found myself coming close to being thoroughly disgusted by the rain.

I walked home from work one evening in the pouring rain, mumbling under my breath the whole way that this weather was only suited to ducks. The building I lived in was large and square, and it surrounded a brick courtyard. I came around the corner into the courtyard and there, to my amazement was a beautiful Peking duck in a huge puddle in the middle of the courtyard, quacking and splashing with obvious delight. I had to smile, glad that such joy could be found in the gray wetness of such a day.

I have often thought that we do not have nearly enough words for rain, especially as this was once a rainforest. There is booming rain, whispery rain, rain that lulls you to sleep, and rain on the leaves which sings you awake; there is soft rain, hard rain, sideways rain, rain that makes you instantly wet, and rain that leaves soft kisses on your cheek, like the wings of a butterfly.

Rain brings us all the shades of gray, but it also brings us the wonderful greenery that surrounds us and blesses us all."

by Regan D'Andrade

[Annie]

No drugs.  No alcohol.



I know this is going to sound strange but I get this visual disturbance on occasion where I can only describe it as seeing air.  The sky looks like it's filled with tons of particles and I can see different air currents.  It's only happened a handful of times but it is very cool.



When I think about it, it's kind of like A Starry Night by Van Gogh.

Maybe it's a fluxuation in the space time continuum?   ac_umm  When I was in a plane above Texas I saw hundreds of sparkly orbs flying around above the clouds.....

[Romero]

"Vancouver is famous for its rain. It can rain here for weeks on end, but it does not usually bother me. However, several years ago I found myself coming close to being thoroughly disgusted by the rain.

I walked home from work one evening in the pouring rain, mumbling under my breath the whole way that this weather was only suited to ducks. The building I lived in was large and square, and it surrounded a brick courtyard. I came around the corner into the courtyard and there, to my amazement was a beautiful Peking duck in a huge puddle in the middle of the courtyard, quacking and splashing with obvious delight. I had to smile, glad that such joy could be found in the gray wetness of such a day.

I have often thought that we do not have nearly enough words for rain, especially as this was once a rainforest. There is booming rain, whispery rain, rain that lulls you to sleep, and rain on the leaves which sings you awake; there is soft rain, hard rain, sideways rain, rain that makes you instantly wet, and rain that leaves soft kisses on your cheek, like the wings of a butterfly.

Rain brings us all the shades of gray, but it also brings us the wonderful greenery that surrounds us and blesses us all."

by Regan D'Andrade

Very beautiful, thank you!



I'll occasionally complain about all the rain but I always remember how blessed we are with all the precipitation and greenery.



Temperate rain forests rulz

[Frost]

It's raining here today, but feels nice out :) maybe Ill sit on the porch a while watching the world go by.

Anyone ever meditate on a rainy day, it is quite nice, and relaxing .