A little sun, a little rain, A soft wind blowing from the west, And woods and fields are sweet again, And warmth… — Stopford Brooke Copy Share Image
“Spring came slowly to the Bronx with a lot of rain & soft water-color tree blossoms.” — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share Image
Rain Soft rain, summer rain Whispers from bushes, whispers from trees. Oh, how lovely and full of blessing To dream and be… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“Rain is a lullaby heard through a thick, isolating blanket of clouds. It is the tinkling harp of water droplets; a moist… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“…the rain was a fine thing. She often preferred it to the warm slant of sun and the clear brilliance of cloudless… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
