I think most of us agree that rain can be misery wrapped in anguish. Ask anybody in South Texas. It can also represent extraordinary beauty (I have some black and white rain photos I shot in Paris that would attest to the point).
It’s been raining for a day here and I hadn’t thought much about it until I went into the back yard this morning and found a lovely spider web holding rain drops and then went out front and saw another web in a tree. The second web was a smidge more menacing, since it’s killing the tree and I had to smash it down. Pretty, though.