I had my breakfast listening to the rain today. By accident, no tv set or radio was on in my proximity. Just the half open window. I almost forgot how much i did love the rain. It brings back memories from the times i was little and I used to spend my summer holiday in the mountains near Sovata, where my grandparents had a little yard with bee hives. We lived outside almost all day long. We didn't have a TV and didn't really miss it. We cooked in the "summer kitchenette" and when it rained, we just sat and listened to it pound on the tin roof, while munching on home baked biscuits.