prairie rain

It feels a bit strange to be back in Eston. Its only been a week since I left so in many ways it doesn't feel as though I left at all; except that I packed another vehicle with the rest of my stuff today before the rain.
Ahhhh the rain. It is covering windows and vehicles, steady in its falling, wonderful in its weight. I sat in my roomates car just so that I could hear the rain, it is one of my favorite sounds. The rythmn, the echo...
Almost better than that sound is getting out of the vehicle and breathing in the radiant smell of wet grass, mud, and prairie feilds all in one rush of air.
I love it when it rains.