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Descriptive Essay On Rain

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As I sat on the damp earth of the woods and watched the first few raindrops of the day fall, a realization struck me- there is absolutely nothing I can do about the weather. I referenced the weather forecast and planned my outfit the night before; I wore a raincoat and plenty of layers. Nonetheless, I quickly found myself shivering. I could not add layers in the woods of course, so instead I focused on my surroundings to distract myself from the cold. I noticed that as the rain fell, the potomac continued to run. The leaves of the plants around me did not try to resist the rain, instead they dipped and gracefully returned to their proud stance with each raindrop, as though the plants were respectfully bowing to the flat white sky above. The forest floor embraced the rain with a quiet rhythm. The rain fell heavier, and with it the whole park seemed to come alive. It became difficult to open my eyes with the rain so I started to squint. Then, when I was comfortable enough, I closed my eyes completely and leaned into the smell of fresh earth and the sound of the rainy symphony.
If I had not taken notice of my surroundings the field trip would have ended right there for me. Not simply because it is unpleasant to be cold and wet, but because I would have been so focused on the shift in plans that I would not have truly experienced the solo time. This school year has demanded a lot more from me than others in terms of time management. I have to plan out every detail of every day

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