The Rain Cloud: or, An Account of the Nature, Properties, Dangers and Uses of Rain in Various Parts of the WorldTomlinson, Charles
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The Rain Cloud: or, An Account of the Nature, Properties, Dangers and Uses of Rain in Various Parts of the World
Tomlinson, Charles
Clouds; Rain and rainfall; Weather
Every season has its own peculiar rains. What can be more refreshing or
invigorating than the showers of spring? When the snows of February have
disappeared, and the blustering winds of March have performed their
office of drying up the excess of moisture, and preparing the earth for
fruitfulness, and when the young buds and blossoms of April are peeping
forth beneath the influence of the sun, and the trees and hedges are
attired in their new robes of tender green, how soon would all this
beauty languish but for the showers of spring! Several dry days,
perhaps, have passed, and the wreaths of dust which are raised by the
wind show that the earth wants moisture; but before a drop falls there is
a general lull throughout all nature; not a leaf is heard to rustle; the
birds are mute and the cattle stand in expectation of the refreshing
fall. At last the pools and rivulets are “dimpled” by a few soft drops,
the forerunners of the general shower. And this shower, unlike the
heavier rains of summer, comes stealing on so gently, that the tinkling
sound of its fall is heard among the branches of the bursting trees long
before it is felt by those who walk beneath their slight shelter.
Rapidly does the landscape brighten under the influence of the welcome
shower; and as it becomes more rich and extensive, all nature seems to
rise up and rejoice. The birds chirp merrily among the foliage; the
flowers raise their drooping heads, and the thirsty ground drinks in with
eager haste the mellowing rains. All day long, perhaps, does the rain
continue to fall, until the earth is fully moistened and “enriched with
vegetable life.” At length, towards evening, the sun peeps out from
among the broken clouds, and lights up, by his sudden radiance, the
lovely scene. Myriads of rain-drops sparkle like gems beneath his beams;
a soft mist that seems to mingle earth and sky gradually rolls away, and
“moist, and bright, and green, the landscape laughs around.” Now pours
forth the evening concert from the woods, while warbling brooks, and
lowing herds, appear to answer to the sound. Such are some of the
delightful effects of spring-showers.
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