I’ve been enjoying the rain – it’s not too cold at the moment, and this type of rain seems to bring the day closer and open up the years to memory.
I wonder if that’s a universal feeling to rain?
There’s a certain nostalgia, a breath of childhood, to these kinds of day. There’s also a fleeting breeze of possibility, ready for the catching.
I’m not sure why – my childhood memories of rain tend to be more cyclonic… when I moved to England, I would find myself getting soaked at first. The rain I encountered there seemed to me to be so light that I wouldn’t need an umbrella. It was light, and soft, but also inexorable. I would find myself dripping without having noticed how wet it actually was, and somehow even wearing a raincoat didn’t seem to keep the damp out.
On the other hand, the first time my Babe and I came back to Australia for a holiday we travelled around the country a bit. While we were in Cairns it started to rain just before we were going out. He immediately put on a coat. I couldn’t understand it – up north, the rain tends to be warm, and the humidity unbearable. A coat just doesn’t make sense! He soon found that out 😆 but it was just a difference in understanding – in England you put on a coat to go out in the rain, whatever the season…
Thinking about nostalgia…
YouTube gives me suggestions for clips to play. Generally they’re based on what I’ve been watching recently, but sometimes it dredges up an old clip from years before. This is one that came up last night.
😥
As a Mum, this makes me sniffle a little.
My boys will be moving out in the next few months, and I am happy for them to go out there and live their lives. It does bring home, though, that all the plans for their childhood are no longer valid – too late for all the places we were going to go, and the things we were going to do. There’s a sadness to that, but also an understanding that you can’t do everything.
The window of opportunity to do better, to use time wisely, never really closes!
But, for today, I will watch the rain. Dream.
And remember.
❤
1000 Fields of Roses 