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Here’s your peaceful zen moment for the day: ten minutes of rain and thunder. Is there a more lovely sound than this?

When we were kids my brother and I used to hide out in our tool shed when it rained. Even though it wasn’t something we did that often I still vividly remember carving and whittling pieces of wood while listening to the smattering of rain on the roof. I don’t suppose kids these days do that?