Drops upon a thought....

Yes, rains are finally here...
The weather�s absolutely beautiful, so squishy, wet and absolutely afresh...I just love the alfresco of freshness that a nice shower brings with itself...
Yesterday, it rained quite heavily, accompanied by a storm which I could say was not that scary or forceful but was soft...
I was just painting around six in the evening when the first few cold drops fell on me and I immediately had to move inside with my canvas. I had been trying to portray a butterfly in its most complacent state of flying...she was being drawn pretty well..but because of the shower and all the energy that the rain brought with itself, I left it incomplete and went outside...its always so fun to wet yourself in the rain...the most beautiful experience....well the shower lasted for entire two hours...everyone was satisfied and even those people who earlier had sombre moods seemed to be happy....how rains changes it all...I always used to see this black and red colored butterfly around my room in the evenings but then yesterday she didn�t come...well how we tend to develop this propensity of attachment ...well she has regularly been coming around my room for the last one month...an I am usually come out around that time to see her..she is lovely..very cute....not that small....not that big....She just flies around me once or twice an then moves on... I was wondering why she didn�t come? Is it possible that she understands emotions the way we humans do? Would she be back today?
I hope she does...I really care for her...