Aug 3, 2002
Rain
The narrow patios that separate the backs of the houses on our side of the street from those on the next street along act like a canyon, amplifying the sound of the fat raindrops.
There are few things more indulgent or relaxing than lying in a darkened room with the windows open full, listening to the chatter of the rain on the roof terrace, and the patio flagstones, four storeys below.











