But just like anything else, its has it’s downside. The mud, for example. The wet grass, and the way my dogs smell when they come in from it. Even so, the end result of all this wet will be glorious. A  fresh start, greener than green, flowers blooming, that I will swear I’ve never seen. I love Fall, in an all out, loud kind of way, but Spring keeps me alive. She (obviously, a she…) sneaks up on me when I am cold, and pale, and breathes life and color into me again ! And so I say…let it rain.