Weather With You

Weather With You 

I looked out the window. The sky greyish and the large clouds were moving towards me. I heard a tapping on the window and then it became a pitter patter. People ran for cover outside and umbrellas were opened as the clouds spat out their beads of water. Puddles began plinking as the rainfall became heavier. The roofs of the cars danced with spray and I could hear the murmuring of the rain through the window. It sounded like the buzzing of angry bees.