Cool Wind Bath with Droplets

As I write this is, it is raining. It is raining enough that I can hear the splashing of water dropping from the tiles roofs of the buildings of the complex, falling onto the asphalt pavement. 

The skies had been grey all day since first daylight. Overnight we had gotten a dusting of water, but it was the kind that dries on your car leaving a layer of filthy residue. After breakfast I heard thunder and hoped for real rain, but it seems elusive, teasing us all day with the possiblity.

The air felt muggy as well, which made for uncomfortable feeling of suspension. An hour ago, in mid afternoon, I decided to go out walking in the park. As I crossed the street I could see to the south many dark clouds, but from their position they would not come our way. I decided to inspect my former little hiding spot, the ironwood, where it rises beside the sandy bottom. Since the development of the park, the sandy bottom no longer becomes a stream when it rains so it is losing its character over time. The pink blossoms have fallen off the ironwood by now. I used to bring my three-legged stool and sit beside it, but now I would feel on display, visible from all sides, including the nearby area that is being used for the staging of the construction on the rest of the undeveloped desert. The pieces of my old habitat remain but it has lost its character as a retreat.

I then walked around the pond to the shelter. There was not a soul in the park beside me. I sat on one of the picnic tables looking out towards the south and the dark clouds. As I sat there I got lost in my thoughts until I felt a cool rush of wind coming into my face. The temperature droppped and it no longer felt muggy. As I waited, I began to feel raindrops on my face as well. It was glorious. The sprinkling was just enough to be comfortable. I sat on the table and took a wind bath, feeling the droplets and not minding getting wet.

But I didn't really get wet, and my skin and my clothes dried as quickly as the drops landed on them. It was like a bit of perfection to feel the wind and the droplets, and to be sitting there in an empty park. I probably stayed over forty five minutes, doing nothing else than enjoying the wind and the droplets and the dark clouds.Then I walked back to the street entrance of the park, feeling my back almost getting damp from the rain.

,,, according to FOX 10 Phoenix, Phoenix is experiencing rain on June 1st, 2025, which is the first time it has rained on this date since 1914. This rare event is due to moisture from Tropical Storm Alvin. The previous time Phoenix received measurable rainfall on June 1st was on June 1st, 1914, when 0.02 inches of rain were recorded.