Rainy days.

I always loved the rain, the sound, the feel, the color of the sky when it pours, the freshness of the earth and how it colors the trees. Being the desert dwellers that we are, Rain is a blessing.

On days like that, there's nothing I'd love more than a cup of tea, a comfortable couch by an open window and a romance novel -

Specifically "Something Wonderful" by Judith Mcnaught,

"Every season of the year comes a promise that something wonderful is going to happen to me someday. I've had that feeling ever since grandfather died. It's as if he's telling me to wait for it. In winter , the promise comes with the smell of snow in the air. In summer, I hear it in the boom of thunder and the lightning that streaks across the sky in blue flashes. Most of all, I feel it now, in springtime when everything is green and black- you know, like tree trunks when they're wet, and freshly tilled fields that smell like--" she inhaled trying to recall the exact scent.

I just love that scene.

Has anyone read that book?