I love rainstorms and everything they bring along with them. The dark, steely-grey skies, the soft and powerful movement in the treetops, the clouds traveling swiftly above, the dim, cozier light in my classroom, the reflective quality of the wet ground, the quiet rumbles of thunder. It feels special, like the wind stirs the earth and brings new things.
My soundtrack on this day is compliments of a band from Stockholm, Loney, Dear. If you've heard them or their album, "Loney, Noir," then you'll know how nicely they dovetail with a rainy day. "All I want is a state of hope."