Rain! How I had missed the thunderstorms back home in Florida. Maybe it’s just the way I was raised, but an endless blue sky became endlessly boring to me.
I missed the color, the clash, the high drama. The pressure of a storm as it builds builds builds to a bursting point; the wild abandon when the rain falls in torrents. Of course, it does not rain like that here in Tennessee. I don’t think they would permit my melodramatic tropical rains. Their rain is very polite, tapping me gently on the shoulder as if to say “Excuse me, you might want to go inside.” All in all a much milder cousin of the tempests back home.
What is your favorite thing to do on a rainy day? I'd love to hear about it!
Naomi Jackson began writing novels at the age of eleven, but only recently began her career as a freelance author and passionate storyteller. When she is not reading or writing, you can find Naomi tending to her houseplants, taking a long walk, or volunteering at her home church. She lives with her family in southern Florida.