Some days are so hot that when it first starts raining it steams right back up off the street for a few minutes. The rain cools everything off and gets the temperature down into the 70s -- even in August. That's saying something.
Also, we have an old house that has settled a little lumpy in places. If it doesn't rain for a while, the soil shrinks and my back door doesn't open so well. I am a woman of simple needs. To turn the handle and feel the smooth opening and closing of a door gives me a certain contentment. To turn the handle and strain, push and shove against a crooked frame jangles me a little.
I am lucky enough to have a comfortable back porch on which I can enjoy the rain and a cup of tea at the same time. It's upstairs among the trees and my favorite place to be in the rain. It's a luxury to drink in the fresh smell and gentle murmur of a morning shower. So grateful for it.