This morning when I woke up, the sound of the rain falling outside in the forest was so peaceful that I just stayed in bed for a while listening to it.

This summer, working as a landscaper/ gardener, there was one day when I made a “rain stick” by accident. I cut down the stems of a bunch of passed daffodils and threw them in my bucket. The next bunch that I threw in came with a handful of dirt that passed through the stems like the sound of rain. It made me so happy. I threw a couple more handfuls of dirt in to make the sound again before getting back to work.

Maybe I’ll make a rain stick later today.