Rain! Big drops, little drops, rain coming straight down or wind blown horizontally. “I can’t, it’s raining.” Rain the opposite of sunshine. Rainy day blues can get you.
Watching the rain coming off the Pacific Ocean on the California coast I’ve remembered rainstorms that have marked my life. When I was nine and the wind and the rain ripped through my home town I was closing a door to my family home only to have the storm window blow out and crash to my feet as I saw through the veil of raindrops the hemlock trees in the cemetery across the street snap like match sticks.
The rain from the aftermath of hurricane in south Georgia in the mid 1970’s, when it rained so hard that I couldn’t see the hand in front of my face. Rain sudden and hard followed by sunshine. Rain that comes as a surprise, with sunshine on one side of a line and rain on the other; a magical divide.
Rain is an interruption and an invitation. Stop what you are doing and think about the rain. Think about why you need to be interrupted.
One day as I was hurrying to a meeting in South Georgia I was caught in one of those southern thunderstorms with pouring rain. I waited in the car for the rain to let up. Suddenly it seemed to stop. I got out of the car and started walking to the office to make my meeting. The skies opened again and buckets poured out. I looked up, standing in a puddle to watch the rain come down. I was momentarily mesmerized. Suddenly I remembered a scene from one of my favorite movies, Singin’ in the Rain starring Gene Kelly, and I began to dance.
Write a rain story. Remember the rains of your life. Remember what the rain felt like, looked like, how it fell and why you remember it. Rain usually tells a story. Write yours.