When everything is new

 After a cool clean rain, everything is new. That sweet smell that you almost can't describe, the perfect droplets of water resting on refreshed flower petals. The soft sound of raindrops rolling off the rooftops, thunderclouds being pushed along by the insistent wind.

Thou, O Elohim, didst send a plentiful rain, whereby thou didst confirm thine inheritance, when it was weary.
Psalm 68:9

He causeth the vapours to ascend from the ends of the earth; he maketh lightnings for the rain; he bringeth the wind out of his treasuries.
Psalm 135:7

Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
Psalm 147:8


  1. Lovely post. I love the verses you used to describe
    the beauty of rain.

  2. Lovely! I love the one of the water reflection!! =D

  3. Your name is the coolest!
    Autumn is my favorite season, and I've always wanted to meet someone named Autumn.
    I'm a photograher too, and I'll definitly be following.
    I like the reflection on the wood, when I'm out shooting I try to look for something other than the obvious, and reflections often get overlooked!