Spring Rain.

A perfect, beautiful, midnight band of showers, reeking of aluminum, of grass, of pavement. A spring rain. The overpowering difference: this fall, when something happened, we clouded up, but got no rain. Each and every time the weather's shifted so far in February and March, though, we've gotten something out of it. I'm guessing we just picked up another quarter-inch in the last half-hour.

Well worth waiting up for.