Sometimes it rains for a week straight in Boston in June. Last week it rained every day. I went to sleep to the sound or rain, heard it in the middle of the night, and woke up to it too. I love the June rain spell on the years that we get it. This week it's sunny and I miss the rain.
I kept saying to myself, "Rain was general all over Boston," which is a line my mind stole from the last paragraph of The Dead: "Snow was general all over Ireland."
I took this video from the door to my apartment. I live on the ground floor in an alley in Back Bay. I practiced using a tripod with this video, and I also figure out the right import and export settings. I must've imported, exported, and loaded this video five times to get it right.