Why bother mentioning it? Why not just say it's not going to rain?
Except that around 4:00 in the morning I heard the most beautiful sound; sprinkles hitting the motorhome. Yes, even sprinkles make a melody on metal roofs, and different places on the motorhome create different sounds. I layed there trying to separate out which areas produced higher pitched notes, compared to other areas that made rather flat tones.
Then it came to me. It sounds like a xylophone! In my mind I could picture the little rubber tipped mallet striking up and down the scales. Really, it was so pleasant and peaceful that I was sorry it ended 30 seconds later! I'll be waiting for the next performance!
Have a wonderful weekend!