The rain is here!!!!

November has brought the rain with it, and I'm excited about that. Rain makes the most relaxing sound when it pounds down on the roof and plings on the glass top of our outside table. Before now it has just been cold outside, I like the cold best if it comes with rain, then the house feels cozy. When we hardly got any rain in September and October I was beginning to get worried, after all one of the most enticing parts of moving to Oregon was that we'd finally live in a place where it rained a lot. Now I have my rain, it comes and goes, one minute beating down from the sky in a raging torrent, then next it's just a light mist that isn't even audible. The patterns that the rain makes coming and going, beating down softly and then coming on in a rush are like a piece of music. If I were to classify the rain with a form of music I would put it in with the romanitc pieces. The rain belongs with Debussey and Schumann, Camille Saint-sean and Rachmaninoff. Like the romantic music rain plays on your emotions, and breaks out of a structured form. I couldn't tell you why but the lack of structure in the rain makes me happy. Well it isn't really the lack of structure, it's the softness of the structure, the flexability of the patter, the variation in its comings and goings. That's what makes the rain beautiful to me,