I love rainy days almost to an irrational level. This anonymous author agrees:
“Everything in nature after the rain bears a fresh look. The very grass which looked withered in the summer heat just a day before raises it head proudly. It moves to and fro with the blowing of the breeze. The cuckoo sings her sweet songs from the mango tree in the praise of the rains.”
Read the full article here. I sort of wish more people felt this way!