something about the rain

Something about the rain always puts me in a certain mood. The moods differ each time: sometimes the mood is melancholy and gloomy, but sometimes it brings awe and wonder at God's unspoken beauty; sometimes it times elicits joy mixed with sorrow; but whatever the mood may be, there is always a sense of peace and reflection.


Although my housemates seem to differ in opinion, I've always enjoyed the view outside our window. I think it's pretty :) but then again, sometimes I find weird things to be pretty. I recently came across this photo I took in high school:

This was one of my favorite spots on my high school campus. Amidst the yucky, gum-dotted floor, some weeds had grown through the cracks of the cement, in the shape of a .... well go figure out the obvious, because I was quite surprised at how many people didn't get it when I showed this to them.