It was cold and still.
I could feel the approaching
raindrops on my lips
Clouds as black as night unload huge raindrops onto the conservatory roof.
The sound is like the end of the world,
but they quickly roll by and are gone,
leaving an "after-rain-freshness",
peace and calm...
and that smell,
and a stillness in the air which heralds blue skies,
and a bright,