Pitter patter

I sit here in a family room on a cozy summer evening listening to the rain and I marvel at the magic of its sounds. The hollow tick tick on our chimney top; the pitter patter on the open window; the strangely comforting white noise of steady rain on the trees. Not to mention the wonderfully full dripdrop sound on the patio stones. Our room is quiet as my family members are lost in various books, all but for this wonderful patter of rain. And then along with the various sounds is the equally comforting knowledge of being warm and dry, and not needing to head out into the wetness any more today.

One of my favourite rain noises is on the canvas of a tent. That's the best.