Light rain hits my trailer. How odd that I can't remember the last time it rained. I wish to hold on to the moment. But how?
The true significance of this rain in undermined by modern comfort and security: it is too easy to buy or get water!
Maybe there are novelists who have done an artful job of relating the experience of rain, but I haven't read enough fiction to know of them. Extra credit points for any reader who offers a fine example from books or movies.