It is such a cosy feeling, to be inside a warm living room while it is raining.

I find the best thing to do when it rains is make oneself a cup of tea, and curl up on the couch with a book.

When it rains in autumn, I love to go out and get the firewood, putting on a pair of gumboots over my thick wool socks, and then running through the puddles to get to the shed. The wood is stacked in a pile, and it smells nice, like pine and musty old rooms. I select a few pieces and then run back in the downpour, to find that once I get back inside my cheeks are all warm and I feel so alive. 

Rain is comforting. It reminds me of classical music and greystone church buildings.