Raindrops

When I left this morning to make my rounds of appointments and errands, the sky was blue, the clouds white and puffy.  At some point when I wasn't looking, the clouds shifted to gray and ominous, the sky darkened, and a few random drops of rain were soon followed with a fair additional number.

I didn't have an umbrella or rain slicker, so I surrendered to the inevitable and made no attempt to run through the rain in a vain attempt to remain dry.  As I walked along, I was struck by how lovelyit all was: the feeling of the spritzling rain on my hair and face, the slight wind that kicked up and whirled the droplets about, the atmospherically saturnine skies.  I felt a deep sense of appreciation and wonder. I wished I could slow down life temporarily so that  I could to hold on to that feeling of pleasure at just being outside in the gentle rain.