The last week has held many rainy days, including a couple of particularly stormy ones. While misty drizzle is the norm here for much of the year, the presence of real, solidly plopping raindrops is a more rare occurrence. A blustering windstorm to drive the rain is even less likely.
My insides feel fortified by the weather. Rain is my very favorite kind of weather, the more melodic the better, and a safely powerful storm (I wouldn't enjoy a dangerous one) can make me feel awake and alive much in the way that the mightiness of the ocean does as it rolls over the sandy shore. Whether being tossed about the sky or moving across the varied landscape, water is my lifeline; it stirs my soul and keeps me grounded.