My friend, Henry took the below photograph in Spa Wood, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spa_Wood on 18 March.
The wood, which is only a few minutes walk from my home, has inspired many of my poems, including this one entitled “Rain”:
“The Rain
Patters amongst these leaves.
I listen again
And ascertain
That it’s the breeze
Midst these trees.
Yet it sounds the same
As rain.”
I was reminded of the above poem as the rain was (actually) falling as Henry and I strolled through Spa Wood.
(“Rain” can be found in my collection “Light and Shade”, https://www.amazon.co.uk/Light-Shade-serious-not-poems-ebook/dp/B08B4X3GVX).
K Morris - Poet 
The sound of the wind does sound like rain. There’s a poplar tree at the bottom of my garden that is the best at mimicking rain.
Indeed the breeze can sound like rain, particularly when it rustles the leaves of a Poplar tree. Its nice you have a Poplar in your garden. It was that self-same tree which, in Spa Wood sounded so similar to rain falling. Kevin