It rained today – the first proper rain for a long time. Vertical lines falling on the pebbles out back. Standing beside the open window I could feel gusts of cold, green-scented air. And we had two rumbles of thunder, which is certainly an event for England.
I remembered how much I miss storms: the kind with ripping, cracking, house-shaking thunder. I wanted to crawl into bed and drink steaming tea and listen to the swishing patterns of the rain.