rain

Rain and fog, first of those in a long time. Water in the basement, and in the ditch around the house. Man carrying an umbrella.

A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten in the influx of better thoughts. We should be blessed if we lived in the present always, and took advantage of every accident that befell us, like the grass which confesses the influence of the slightest dew that falls on it; and did not spend our time in atoning for the neglect of past opportunities, which we call doing our duty. We loiter in winter when it is already spring. In a pleasant spring morning all men's sins are forgiven. Such a day is a truce to vice.
Spring
Walden
Henry David Thoreau