Quiet please

Should I share with you the splendor of the cottonwood trees in their majestic autumn gold foilage,

or the sweet smell of the river valley before a rain,

or the calming comfort of a night sky painted with greys, the clouds giving way to the moon's nearly full glow?

Oh how I wish I could. 

You'll have to excuse me, I'm going to listen to the pitter patter of a steady rain tonight. 

It's a treat that this gal from the desert craves, and it's long overdue.