I miss...

...the sound of rain. I know that sound weird, but I do. I cannot tell you the last time I heard soft pitter-patters on the windows or the roof as I'm trying to go to sleep. Today it was 34*F and the roads were wet, not frozen, wet and it made me miss rain and the smell of a good summer's rain. Maybe I'll hear one when I'm home in March or this summer (Dad don't hate me for wishing rain in late summer!), we'll see. If it does rain then and I'm sad it isn't sunny, please remind me of this post.