As I was walking into the house tonight, the rain was sprinkling lightly on my head. The wind shifted and I caught a nice breeze of the scent of rain. Oh I love the way rain smells! Immediately, memories of Liz and I playing in my garage on a rainy day came to mind. I miss my childhood. Rainy days were the best! We would play in my dark garage, setting up cardboard boxes to make tunnels and secret hide outs. Sometimes her brother Cheeto would join us. Oh I miss times like those.
It's funny what comes to mind on a rainy evening.