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Pluviophile

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow advises, "the best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain." I absolutely have no problem with that!

One childhood memory I remember to this day is that afternoon when playmates were out playing basket ball in the rain. Afraid I would get sick, my overprotective mother made me stay indoors. She allowed our dog and even the house help to play. I watched them by the window have the frolic of their lives through tears as torrential as the rain that was pouring, my heart broken.

As an adult an opportunity to stand in the rain presented itself to me in a national park. Seizing it with a vengeance, I found that rain was a natural hair conditioner. But more significantly, I didn't get sick. Did you hear that, Ma? In fact I felt the opposite.

I love chanting, "be still sad heart and cease repining, behind the clouds the sun is still shining. Thy fate is the common fate of all. Into each life some rain must fall. Some days must be dark and dreary."

Is something weird going on with me or what? Why, when the skies show signs of rain, I feel excited like a child who has just been given a dream toy. Rain switches me to a happy mood. The world is so right!

Through FB trending I learned there's a name for people like me. I am a -
 

"Ta-ta, it looks like rain..."

And rain it did

The neighbor's mango trees and blossoms survive a storm

One sniff of rain and I'm a chicken off to roost in her coop...err...5th floor apartment

Come on, rain. Bring it on!

This parking lot becomes a little lake when it pours non-stop for three hours. Perfect spot for floating paper boats.

Pitter-patter on and off? Ah... tea is served on the porch.

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  1. love rainy days, although it's a hassle when one's running errands.

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    1. I agree it is. Neither do I like to actually be outdoors when it's raining.

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  2. Lovely rainy day images. A nice spot to have tea and watch the scene. Have a happy day!

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  3. Rain? I hardly know what it is here in the desert! (But I love your photos!)

    Red Cactus Close-up

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  4. I now have a new word in my vocabulary. However I can't say that I am a pluviophile.
    An Arkie's Musings

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  5. I love the freedom you can experience in the rain.
    Glad you can do that now.

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  6. I'm the same way, I LOVE rain! I come from Syracuse, NY originally where I believe it to be the rainiest city in the US but where I moved in SC there isn't any rain ever so I kind of miss it!

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  7. Remarkably absorbing post; thanks for sharing.

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  8. Pluviophile is a great word! I used to be a Pluviophile when I lived in Indonesia as a child. It meant that the wet monsoon began after a period of intense and oppressive heat. Now I hate rain when I have to go out on my bicycle. I hate my hair being wet when I have to go somewhere, especially in winter.
    Have a wonderful week, Hazel!
    Wil, ABCW Team.

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  9. Great rain shot for WWW ~ thanks, carol

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  10. Well I didn't know lovers of rain had a name!! I also love the rain and thunder too.
    Ann

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  11. That is a great word, you would like it here, its rained all day. Nice rainy day photos.

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  12. How sad, that such good intentions are sometimes played out as our saddest moments. Jumping in mud puddles, singing in the rain, or dancing in the kitchen on a rainy day...I find joy and peace in rain too. Love your images, especially the book and teacup with a sprinkle of rain on the porch.... Picture Perfect!

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  13. That's a new word for me :)
    Enjoying your rainy shots, especially the 6th and the last photo.

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  14. What a great attitude to rain. And your shots are lovely too.

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  15. I call these rainy gloomy days Black and White days. In fact, in college, shot the B/W assignment on such a day in November and the prof wondered how I did the lighting. It was natural, but I never told my secret. There is no "Bad" or "Good" weather. It is what it is. I take what the Sacred Earth Mother brings us.
    The Spiritual Elders hear near where I live talk of the Thunder Beings. Loud and scary, yet they bring the lifeblood of other earth from the West. Some fear them, but they are not to be feared as they are honoring us with their noisy arrival.
    If you have never seen this short film, adapted in 1982 from a writing by famous sci fi scribe Ray Bradbury, check it out.
    http://youtu.be/-QWmahMdeGU

    Much Peace sent your way

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    1. Thanks for your thoughts, Spadoman, and for the link. I'll go watch.

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  16. LOVE your rainy pictures. My favorite weather and they are beautifully enhanced with the half tones.

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