'The first rainfall is always special. It reminds me of peace and sadness both at once. It pitter patters on my roof and against my window. I can feel its beauty without seeing it; unlike snow.
Winter seems to have ended, along with the icy roads, parkas and holidays. Spring is here and it reminds me through its tears. I wonder if it's crying of happiness? Maybe it's a sign of renewal, washing the cold months away.'
- dp, april showers