Highland rain

Actually I love it, and not just for that 'Easter Parade' stuff about greenery that it permits when it goes off. I love the sound, the smells it draws out of the ground while it is teeming down, the coolness in summer. It's all part of the sensual, natural Highland experience. I happily live with the actuality while it is happening. On the hill. In the forest. At home looking out, as now.