Cabin Notes: get in the stream

Rain, rain, stay all day.

The rains came. We opened the doors and windows, listening watching breathing. The wetness hung in the air and I could turn off the humidifier in the bedroom. My hair curled, my thirst relaxed, my shoulders softened.

That’s the power of rain. And probably of a good shower. Of jumping in a lake. Of running through a sprinkler. Have you tried turning it of…