Rain

I love sitting on a porch on a summer's day and it begins to rain. It slowly gets dark; the wind begins to pick up and you can smell the coming rain...what is that smell that means rain, ozone ; atmospheric chemicals!? It smells fresh!
Then it comes, dancing on the roof of the porch, sliding down falling over the sides, streaming on to the earth making little pools.
It all seems like controlled chaos,crazy and beautiful at the same time!