My favourite time of the year

First, it’s a sharp, serendipitious whiff of the soft sweet smell.

Then comes a waft of refreshing air, permeating the senses.

Finally, it comes: a drop at first,  followed by a larger splash. And ultimately it unleashes in an uncontrollable downpour.

Ah, rain in November. My favourite time of the year.


2 thoughts on “My favourite time of the year

  1. Feet on fire

    Is November even predictably rainy nowadays?

    I love a great huge tropical thunderstorm, pouring sheets down. And me safe under shelter, preferably on a rocking chair on my porch, hot cuppa and a good book or three in hand.

    The best place to watch a thunderstorm that I’ve found, is at the top chalet of Bamboo Hill in Tioman, during rainy season. Unbeatably sweeping views of turquoise coast, pelting rain, masses of vegetation growing wild and untrimmed in the tourist offseason. The smell of an island.

    You will have the whole place to yourself. Come to think of it, I’ll head there myself when I am next back in Southeast Asia during rainy season

    1. plumerainbow Post author

      I think I know what you mean about being ensconced on high ground, looking upon once-calm turquoise waters rocking turbulently in the torrential rain. Was once somewhere not far from Tioman too when I experienced that.

      My favourite part of great downpours are actually just the moments before the downpour itself. The feeling of something unrelenting just about to happen.


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