While waiting out the rain in a restaurant, my son Rodney messed around with an Instagram App to kill time. It was raining cats and dogs. Stuck in the restaurant with nothing else to do, I stared out the window, watching and listening to the pitter-patter of the falling rain; something I hadn't done in a long, long time. One tends to take the rain for granted when one lives in a country with a wet climate.
The sound of the rain was a balm for my soul. I felt a sense of peace and calm.
What can be more perfect than a nice glass of steaming Oolong tea on a cold rainy day?
I really love Rodney's cinemagraph. It's a reminder to take a break from the fast track; to slow down and enjoy the simple pleasures around us. Sometimes, we need to stop and smell the rain.
The sound of rain reminds me of Grandma frying keropok (prawn crackers). The Hubs says he associates the sound of rain with mah jong tiles shuffling. To Rodney, it's bacon sizzling. Josh says rain sounds like someone typing on a keyboard.
What does the sound of rain remind you of?
Doesn't this sound like rain?