Show Not Tell - Raining

As I quietly walked through the streets, water was all over the ground. Puddles were everywhere with leaves in them like fallen soldiers. Water poured all over my face dropping off the tip of leaves and onto my hair. The streets were quiet and the sun was still arising, hazy through the mist while rain still fell like being poured out of a watering can. It was cold as Ice but as smooth as silk on my a skin.