What is it about a rainy afternoon that is just so romantic? Is it the chill in the air that begs you to snuggle up to a loved one? The boom of thunder that demands you cling to your big old manly man? Or is it simply the beauty of the falling rain that suggests you stop and watch it with the holder of your heart?
Some of my best memories with my loving husband have been in the rain. Standing shoulder to shoulder with him on the balcony of our apartment watching the rain cascade across the parking lot in sheets. His warm body strong and stolid next to me. Shielding the nipping chill and any stray mist. Sweet words of love and beauty were exchanged along with a stray kiss or two.
Other times when we would turn off the tv when we'd hear the thunder crack outside our home so we could go out on the porch and watch the rain together calling our son away form his game to show him the rain and answer his questions together as a family. How he'd give me a smile over our boy's head and give my hand a squeeze.
I love a warm and sunny day or a snowy winter morning but there is magic in a rainy afternoon that always brings a smile to my face. And I hope I'm not the only one knows about it. How do you like to spend your rainy afternoons? Do you curl up with a good book 'Also awesome', mope about the weather? Or do you like to spend times like these in bed? Let me know