As a long, hot summer slowly draws to its close in the UK, we have, thankfully (at long last) been experiencing bouts of rain. On the way home from the pub yesterday evening my guide dog Trigger and I got drenched to the skin in the wet stuff and (in accordance with the great law of sod) the rain virtually ceased as we reached my front door!
Despite my drenching, I am a lover of the rain. My recent soaking reminded me of my poem “Raining” which can be found here, https://newauthoronline.com/2015/10/28/raining/.
K Morris - Poet 
Yes I couldn’t wait to get my bright yellow Seasalt mac on ( my sale bargain from last summer ) and stand on the cliff top and beach with rain blowing in my face.
That sounds invigorating and is certainly the kind of thing which I also enjoy doing. Best – Kevin
I love when it rains. If it rains at night, I sleep better. If it rains in the daytime it is the perfect excuse to read a good book, or take a nap. ☔
I agree, its great lying in bed and hearing the rain pounding outside. Its also wonderful to read a good book as the rain drums on the windows.