It's been a very wet few days here. While I generally love the rain, it does make going out a tad inconvenient. I love it when I'm comfortably dry at home while it rains outside. The rivulets of water that slide down the window panes, the steady shower that's like a hundred rain sticks being handled in one go, the smell of damp earth after a downpour (petrichor, it's called).
I don't particularly like it when I'm out and caught in the rain, though. I don't like having to carry an umbrella. I cringe at the feel of wet legs and feet. But sometimes I am thankful for the rain despite the many inconveniences it brings. I am thankful for the opportunity to capture this image while on the bus the other day. I found the steady thrum of the rain on the bus somehow relaxing and was just mesmerized by the sheets of rainwater on the glass. I was marveling at how commonplace things briefly become pretty. Thank you, Rain.