I think that one of the most beautiful things in life is green, wet grass. You know what I'm talking about: how the spring rain completely saturates every blade; how the saturation makes fields and pastures look like marches. It's been raining a lot in Lubbock lately, and surprisingly, I am quite pleased when I walk out the door and see green lawns and feel moisture in the air. The winter was so dull and dry. Now, things look nice, and I'm amazed that I'm actually saying this considering my typical dislike with the climate and appearance of Lubbock.