Comfort

It was to snow last night . The predictions were that five inches were to fall...again ! Somehow , we were spared , and rain fell instead . My bedroom is in the north corner of the house . Usually , when northeast storms arrive , the winds rage in the form of freight trains or something that sounds alarmingly like a tsunami breaking against the side of my little cottage ! Hardly conducive to restful slumber , as one fears the structure taking flight...and me without ruby slippers ! . . This rain , though heavy , fell without benefit of forceful winds and I was treated to a re-enactment of childhood . It took me back to summer , long ago and far away , when that rain was comforting , enveloping one in gentle sounds that allowed the child to feel safe and just drift peacefully to sleep . That specific sound always calls up sweet memories . Today , the rain continues . The sky is gray , rivulets flow down the streets finally merging with melting snow . Yet...that dear sound continues and the day starts calm...