Senses

Walking home today, it was raining so gently it was as though it were filtered through treetops. Beside the hedges, I could hear the raindrops drumming a thousand different leaves, and something about the shape of the road and buildings just there amplified the sound, carried it far around and displaced it. The beautiful song of that bird I still haven't identified warbled and echoed like a woodthrush. Maybe it is some sort of thrush. And again from the hedge, the wet smell of leaves and earth. Like a rainfall in a forest. I miss home so much right now.