On rain and mist

To be honest, I don't love the rain. But I love smelling the humidity in the air, seeing the mist rise on the lake and feeling the dew-wet grass on my skin when I pick berries on the trail. I love feeling the water drip on my face from the front of my helmet when I ride in the rain... I love how raindrops form perfect little circles on the lake that grow bigger until they disappear, and how they cling to my daughters' hair like shiny beads. I love how everything is quiet after a rainstorm and how the sky opens up to let the sun in sometimes. How beautiful that light is through the dripping tree branches...