Rainy gloomy gray saturday, rare moments of quietness, laziness. :), gray and cold sky pressing the window in the living room, reminding me of the cold gray cleveland winter, funnily brought back old familar feelings. I always liked, or fancied cold rainy days since I was a little kid. I remember learning a little rhyme about drizzling rain when I was 5. I remembered singing it to mom while sitting on her bike on the ride back home, and feeling happy. Drizzling rain always sensitizes you, brought upon you some vulnerability, some uncertainty, some clarity, perfect time to quiet down and think, or just being lazy. A rainy saturday, start a warm fire in the fireplace, make some hot chocalate, laying on the couch with a lover,listening to the raining knocking on the windows....that would be a perfect saturday for me, time stops, and then a moment lasts forever.....