{ Rainy Weekend}

We had such a restful beautiful weekend.

I have never hid the fact that I am a rain kinda gal, that the sound of it makes me happy, that the sight of it gives me pure joy.  Yes sometimes it can be a bit too much if you've been pounded by it for days on end, but for the most part, there is just something so peaceful and relaxing about a good rain shower.

This weekend brought us some good ol' rain showers.  Saturday not too much, but Sunday, oh my word, it's like the skies opened up and a deluge of water poured upon us.



I grew up in South Africa, the land of thunderous powerful storms, and bright crackling lightning.

It was something that always fascinated me, to the point where many a nights, if a thunderstorm hit us, I would grab my blanket and head out onto the porch, sit on the comfy couch and just watch.



Some of my family members would tell me to get back inside, tell me that it wasn't safe, but truth is, I felt safe enough and there was nothing on this earth that would make me pass that up.  Well, unless one of those really loud bright crackling lightning bolts hit right on the street where our house was, then I would leave, not happily, but nonetheless it was the only thing that got me inside.



Fast forward a few decades later, we were stationed in Idaho for almost 10 years, then Arizona for 6 years, back to Idaho for another 2 years and I can tell you that I never really experienced another one of those storms.


Not to say that it didn't rain or that I didn't enjoy those, but I missed the thunder, the really loud booming thunder and the bright lightning.  I don't know why those never really seemed to be part of the rain showers we got in those States but coming Texas brought me just what I was missing.

Goodness, it is almost like being back in South Africa.

The thunder is loud, really loud and the lightning cracks so powerfully that sends the kids and the dogs scrambling for cover.

For me though, it brings joy, that same amount of joy I used to feel back home and there's nothing quite like that feeling.

Well then of course, there's also the beauty of rain.

I've always believed that if we really take the time to enjoy things and to really see them through different eyes, we will be amazed.  A rain shower is not just a rain shower for me, it is filled with loud differing sounds, and it is filled with splashes and plops, patterns of watery streaks dropping down from the skies and grass glistening with big bubbles.

It's certainly not just rain, it's beautiful, really beautiful!!!