The Navajo call it a female rain when it is misty or drizzly, or simply one of those long, gentle, all-pervading soaking rains. A male rain is the pounding downpour, the aggressive, thunderous hammers'n'pitchforks deluge that hurts when the drops smash into you... This morning, a female rain is cleaning the dust off the leaves, refreshing the limping plants and delighting little birds everywhere. I am glad to see it. Coming home from my month elsewhere, it was more than evident that neither... Sign in to see full entry.